”“And then your husband moved abroad, Mrs Jay? Sorry, that’s what I always called you. I feel disrespectful calling you by your first name.”�...Why not call me Mrs D, Pete?” Sheila suggested with a smile, then continued after Pete smiled his slow smile and nodded, “Yes, Gerald must’ve known he was living on borrowed time, or else stuck it out hoping that Ann would never wake up. So, as soon as Ann did wake up, some six months after the coma drugs were stopped, she ... well, I think some part of. I began to move toward him and he complained, "Tatiana, I am fine - you are correct that one of my ribs punctured a lung but there's nothing we can do about on the helicopter because we don't have the correct equipment. So get your ass back into a seat and strap yourself in."I did not care for the tone of his voice or his belief that he could command me or my actions (plus I was in substantial pain from the wounds on my back which made me very cranky). I glared at him and ordered, "Ben Blaine!. He's clean-cut, well-mannered, and very pleasant to be around. It's just that if they knew about him, they might begin to suspect that he's the reason I'm living alone. Which is, of course, the case. Speaking of which, he's coming over at nine, so if I want to get this journal caught up to date tonight I'd better do it now.I haven't made a journal entry in the past week because I've been spending all my project time just trying to get the knack of caring for the sims. But I think I've got it. I. Eventually she could take no more and she collapsed back onto the bed and closed her eyes. It wasn’t clear if she actually fell asleep but what was certain was that she was now totally convinced that the recent scenes she had witnessed were quite a normal thing and quite acceptable way of enjoying oneself and passing the time. She robotically undressed and got into bed and slipped into the deepest sleep she had ever known.******The following morning she awoke bathed in the soft glow of the TV.