Enzo sat quietlywhile we ate, never begging. Sharon was impressed. Shesaid he was very well behaved. She asked if he did any tricks. I told her he did...a lotof tricks, some of which I couldn’t show her. He didthe standard shaking the paws, rolling over, playingdead and fetching. She wanted to see more, she wantedto see the other tricks that I didn’t want to show her.I told her they weren’t very nice tricks.This had her more curious and she insisted that I showher. I told her. I know you're embarrassed but there are far worse thingsthat have happened here a CMH, believe you me. We once caught a doctorfucking a corpse in the morgue for fuck sake." But I'll get sacked for sure," Michael sobbed, handing Amanda herstockings."Sacked. You're fucking joking! We haven't got enough nurses as it is,"she replied."But, and this is a big but; your arse now belongs to me. You put onefoot out of place and you will feel my wrath," the Matron warned."But what about the others?". Now he could do it. He knew that. To be fair, he owed most of the credit, perhaps all of the credit, to her. He acknowledged his debt. Still and all, at this point it was either move forward, as he was doing, or lose everything he already gained. That, he decided, was unacceptable. He would gamble it all and he was pretty sure that he would succeed. In this new state of mind he repeated to himself the phrase he found in some book, fortune favors the bold . He would be bold and fortune. "Hey, Randy," he says, "Welcome back!" He wipes a tear off his cheek with the back of his hand.I remember thinking, 'What the hell is he talking about? Welcome back from where?'I gradually become aware that I'm in a hospital bed surrounded by electronics, IV tubes in my arms and people fussing over me. I have this dull ache in my lower back and I try to shift to a more comfortable position but I can't. I'm so weak it takes a supreme effort to lift my head to see why. I'm in a plaster cast from.