He only moved to get a drink and eat some berries and go to the bathroom, the rest of the time he kneeled next to Derek, putting a piece of wood on the fire now and then to keep it going, waiting. He knew that Derek was not just unconscious, was more seriously hurt than that, and still he did not know what to do. The radio was gone. They had made a schedule that said they would check in once a week or so—it was very loose—and that they would call if there was an emergency.
The bush-plane headquarters said they would keep their radio on around the clock, but not necessarily manned all the time, so even if he had a radio, Brian might not be able to get them right away. Of course, he could call any other airplane and report the emergency. So he could not call for help, and they would not worry for another week or so, when Derek did not call in.
There they were, where they sat. That word came. He had been afraid of the word death before and now this word, coma. He knew almost nothing of medical terms or what happened to people with severe shock, and knew less than nothing about comas.
In the night, next to Derek, he tried to will him awake. We can come back. Are you the Brian Robeson who survived alone in the Canadian woods for two months? Yes--that's me. Even after the television special--a camera crew went back with him to the lake and he showed them how he'd lived--they stayed after him. Newspapers, television, book publishers--they called him at home, followed him to school. It was hard to get away from them.
One man even offered him money to put his face on a T-shirt, and a jeans company wanted to come out with a line of Brian Robeson Survival Jeans. His mother had handled them all, with the help--through the mail--of his father, and he had some money in an account for college. Actually, enough to complete college. But it had finally slowed down and he didn't miss it. At first it had been exciting, but soon the thrill had worn off. Short-link Link Embed. Share from cover. Share from page:.
At first it had been exciting, b. More magazines by this user. He knew almost nothing of medical terms or what happened to people with severe shock, and knew less than nothing about comas.
In the night, next to Derek, he tried to will him awake. Derek did not awaken, made no change of any kind. Somewhere just before dawn, when the first light of false dawn was making the western side of the lake come into view, Brian finally accepted it.
That left everything, everything on Brian, and for a moment he felt a touch of anger and resentment. Anyway, Derek was so dumb that he raised up and reached out when he should have stayed low and. And he knew. Or if he could do anything. If he had a radio. Derek was down, unconscious. In a coma.
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