Her accent was quite soft and a pleasure to listen too.I was letting her soft voice wash over me and it took me a few seconds to realise that the last...mysterious sentence was left hanging. Her head was tilted as she looked at me, her long dark hair rolling down over her left shoulder exposing a long expanse of neck on the right. “I haven’t got a clue...” I answered shrugging my shoulders as my eyes flicked to the spot on her brown flesh where her shoulders met her neck. She rolled her eyes down. ”Phil rattled his restraints, reminding her of the nature of his case. “I never wanted the operation, so you can stick it in your ear.”Instead of taking offense, the nurse chuckled. “Now, now. Your blood pressure is running high. Your worrying about the surgery is likely to affect your body’s response. We need to get your numbers down.” She added something to his drip, to be dispensed throughout the night. “The doctor prescribed something to help you rest. That way, your immune system will be. I need not frame billy for killing Dim, I could make him do it.After a while he finished up, and I followed him as he left her unconscious at a bus stop, he didn't even bother to "tidy up" properly. But if she didn't remember then no harm done.I met with my Droogs in the korova milk bar later that night as it was our tradition.I had Billy Boy waiting in the bathroom to take care of Dim as he went for a piss, which wouldn't be long away. Dim entered the bathroom and as he pissed Billy Boy swung. As we walked in more my grandmother switched the light on. The first thing I saw was pink currents with a purple border above the currents. My jaw dropped completely.Then she moved me on in to the middle of the room. She pointed me to the right and along the wall I saw the crib. Inside the crib were rolls among rolls of pink and purple pillows with fluffy lace on the outside sewed in. Each pillow had the name Little Sara written all over them. With a picture of a teddy bear in a ballet costume..