Don't mind me while I curl up in a ball and sob. I'm so glad Brian didn't give up. And this is beautiful: He leaned in the door frame and watched as Justin fought with his body to produce every single stroke of the brush. So different from the last time. The injuries were different for one, as was the effect of being in a coma for so long. Justin was different this time too. When the brush didn't move the way he wanted it to he didn't curse in frustration. He just tried again. And again. Until he got what he wanted. He didn't feel angry this time. He just felt lucky.
I love seeing Justin emerge from whatever happened strong.