Anna stumbled back to bed. Her head pounded and she could not keep herself upright any longer. The clear solution which had been dripped into her bloodstream was gone. It had done its job and left. Anna supposed it had other things to do, but it would have been nice if the medicine had canceled its plan and stayed.
And where was Nick? What the hell? She needed to take her meds, but she had no idea where they were. They needed to be taken with food as well. This medicine was familiar to her. Without food, the pills made her insides decide to evacuate through her mouth. And as her little excursion just showed, leaving bed for longer than thirty seconds clearly wasn't happening. Or couldn't she?
Remembering what she had done, she relaxed and pictured a door. Long minutes passed before her breathing evened. The door opened and she was in an office. Nick's office, to be exact. There was the red and black University of Georgia coffee mug she had bought for him. Next to it was a bobble head dog he claimed made him smile.
Nick was sitting there, busily typing away at the computer. Anna leaned over to look and saw he was not busily typing for his employers. Social Networks were once again chipping away at employee productivity. Ringing interrupted everything as he scrambled for the phone.
"Hello?...Oh, hey sweetie...yes, we're still on for five-thirty..." he cooed into the received.
"Is that what you're wearing?...Fine. I'll see you at Sapori D'Italia at five-thirty," and he hung up. The remaining ten minutes were taken up over online discussions of the most recent Bulldogs result. Anna experimented with going through objects, walls, doors, and even flying before he left.
She followed him to the restaurant. There he kissed a woman before they were seated at a candlelit booth.
Anna woke up and grabbed her phone.
"Michael? Come get me. And Julie. There is something at Spori D'Italia we all need to see,"
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ReplyDeleteI do not like Nick.