Tuesday Tales - Finger Billy slid the card back into the envelope. Within seconds, he stood at her side. Alexandra opened and closed her eyes. She seemed to be having a hard time keeping them open. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he waited until her eyes opened wide and her lips curled at the side. “How are you feeling?” Billy asked, resting his hand over hers. “I’m sure better than you look.” Alexandra stiffened her legs and let out a sigh. “I want to go home.” “I know you do. We just have to wait for the doctor to come in. I think he wants to keep you for another day or two,” Billy said, pushing the one strand of hair off her face. “Are you all right?” Alexandra asked, squeezing his hand. “Yes. But believe me, I would trade places with you any day. I hate to see you like this. You should have never gotten shot.” “I was protecting you,” she said, a smile appearing on her lips. Billy’s eyes bulged wide open, and he lifted both his hands and covered his face. Now ...