I gotta say that I’ve gotten used to dressing like this. Putting those extra clothes on yesterday made me feel awkward and itchy. I needed them beca...se it was cold outside the ward and even colder when we went outside the hospital but I couldn’t wait to get them off when we got back to my room.When I came back from the bathroom, Bec had stopped drawing. She was standing on the floor in the middle of the room and staring at her drawing, with the pen dangling loosely from one hand.I said, “Hey,. . What the Fuck?" Oh shit. It's her mom!" Man! Does she looked pissed. Wow! Feel how wet Suzi is getting? She must be as red as a tomato." Hey, aren't you going to get her out of this?" Nope. Serves her right. Besides, Do you want to encourage her doin' her brother?" You didn't arrange this, did you? I mean, she really is dripping, and it does feel... " Nope. I had nothing to do with it. Wish I had thought of it though. I'll have to remember this if I ever run into this kind of problem again.. Mommy and Helen were having coffee in the bedroom and I had a few minutesbefore I was summoned to do my next chore. I hurried to the kitchen wherethere was a staff list for the clinic posted on the wall and convenientlythere were pictures of the doctors and nurses and their emergency contactnumbers listed. I studied the list and saw the picture of the nurse whohad belittled me last Friday. Her name was Tracie and I jotted down hermobile number and went back to my little room and used my mobile. He didn’t subscribe to the belief dreams or nightmares were indicative of the future – maybe the past, but he’d already dealt with that in real life. Still, this had been a bad one. A horrible one.Even now the feeling of overwhelming dread wouldn’t leave him. He felt like he was missing something, like he was on the edge of a terrible chasm and something was coming to push him over the edge. He looked down, down past the covers, past the bed to the floor but it seemed so far away – and it.