Could just one episode turn you into a mental patient? She was cute though. I laughed at how crazy I must sound and before long I drifted off to sleep... When I woke up the nurse from last night was in the room with another. They were talking in a hushed volume, and clearly hadn’t seen that I had arisen. ‘I had the weirdest dream last night.’ The black nurse said. ‘What happened?’ The other questioned. ‘I was standing just over there and …’ I felt my head spin when the nurse went on to describe. About eighteen months after we were married we had a baby girl. We named her Sara after Sara Carter of the Carter family. We listened to them on the radio all the time and I loved her voice. I stopped working and life was pretty good for us.Then the war came. The main effect on our families was that the need for oil was critical and a lot of pressure was applied by the government to discover new oil fields and make them productive as soon as possible. Everyone had to work more hours and I. Mark drove to the motel, a journey of about an hour. The tension in the car was almost measurable. They hardly spoke. When they arrived, a sign read, "no vacancies". A dozen or so cars were already parked. The place looked respectable, it was fairly new and was well maintained. They parked outside cabin 32 and went inside. There was no need to book in; Harry had sent the key through the post. Still unspeaking, Jill tidied her make-up and they had a drink from a free mini-bar in the corner of. Then Carlos bent forward as though to kiss her. “Whose hand would you like the company of?” he whispered. A drop of his sweat fell upon Angelina’s lips. She closed her eyes tasting the salty potion his body produced, unique like the thrusts he offered in the past. “Who says I’m looking for ‘handy’ company? I was thinking of something a little bit more…long…firm,” she said with a question tone at the end, as though asking if he knew what she wanted. He stood straighter and continued walking.