“I opened my eyes, squinting against a line of sunlight that fell across them. I tried to turn away and my head hurt and my side hurt. The pain reminded me of what had happened. With an effort that momentarily took everything I had, I sat up. I was in a bedroom that I didn’t recognize. The walls were papered a soft pastel green overlaid with delicate figures. The same motif was in the draperies. The bed I was in had a fancy headboard that held a radio, a number of books, and a telephone. All the furniture was very striking, with classic modern lines. I lay back and rested, letting the pains descend to a steady throbbing. I was thirsty and I wanted a cigarette. I looked into the headboard. There was a carafe of water, cigarettes, a lighter; and a piece of paper. Someone had written on the paper. It read: Lowry, if you wake up first, ring for me. There’s a bell by the phone. Tanya. I took a long drink from the carafe, pouring the water directly out of the spout into my mouth and so down ...my chin and onto my chest.MoreLessShow More Show Less
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