This I Know

Few Things I Knew. I Knew The Sound Of My Mother's Voice When I Woke. I Knew The Painful Look In Her Eyes That Meant Something Terrible Must Have Happened To Me. And Eventually, I Knew Where I Was. But I Never Knew The Identity Of The Strange, Handsome Boy Who Sat At My Bedside When He Thought No One Was Watching. Warning: Contains Mature Language And Themes. Reader Discretion Is Advised.