I cleared my throat before I spoke, realizing that I hadn’t uttered a word for almost twelve hours,
back when I told the taxi driver where to drop me off.
That’s actually quite good, for me—usually, I don’t speak from the point at which I state my destination
to the bus driver on Friday night, right through until I greet his colleague on Monday morning.
“Eleanor?” It was Raymond, of course.
“Yes, this is she,” I said, quite curtly. For goodness’ sake, who did he expect?
He coughed extravagantly: filthy smoker. “Erm, right.
I just wanted to let you know that I’m going in to see Sammy again today—wondered if you wanted to come with me?”
“Why?” I said. He paused for quite a while—strange. It was hardly a difficult question.
“Well... I phoned the hospital and he’s much better—he’s awake—and he’s been moved into the general medical ward.
I thought... I suppose I thought it’d be nice if he met us, in case he had any questions about what happened to him.”
I wasn’t thinking very quickly and had no time to consider the ramifications.
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