It has been years since she could communicate, compose intelligible sounds… She can only lie here as she is, judge time from the shadows inside her ...nseeing eyes. Her back is stiff. That back of hers, she moves to speculate, must be speckled with age by now- the skin would be mottled and creased and thinned out like tissue paper. But who ever sees their own back? You never plan on it changing. There are bits of your body you carry around all your life but never really own. She supposes that if. "All right," she sighed."Try to eat something," he said. He fed her with a spoon, and she ate a few bites."It hurts," she complained.He knew she needed sleep more than anything else, so he used a little more of his precious laudanum.She closed her eyes again. In ten minutes she was sleeping deeply.Bob got the horse blanket and used it as a mat to lie on. Draping his long, winter coat over himself, he drifted off into an uncomfortable sleep.At breakfast the next day Bob looked up when Boots sat. The guys from the studio said I looked better than the pics I sent to then and I told them the same . It came that five men from the studio came to great me and we talked about my flight and my hotel I was staying in . The told me that I was in a good hotel and some of the people from the hotel came up and talked to them after they finished work . My stomach startted to grawel and they all startted to laugh at me and they said they had better go and grab something to eat . They asked me what. They’re going to want to use that stuff for evidence so they don’t want you to wash it off. I just need you to promise me one thing. There’s no need to drag Tawny into this. We can leave out the fact that she was there can’t we? She didn’t do anything to you.”Tawny exclaimed, “Karl! Are you out of your fucking mind?! They’ll put you in prison for twenty years!”I ignored her and pulled Rosa into my arms and said, “Can you leave her out of it for me?”Rosa put her arms around me and said in a.