Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Sleep Story 1

Doctor Bowles, Doctor Bowles! He's here someplace, maybe in another wing. I must locate a directory. I'll just limp behind these three nurses. Hmmmm, they sway nicely past the potted flowers of flame.

Dr. Bowles himself deposited me here yesterday, warning me to take it easy with that foot and I tried to. But why did he have to take such a hard bank in his flying machine when my leg was hanging outside? Whupped it but good against the stanchion. Not that it hurt. Not that I didn't trust him... I only wanted to verify it was the same man and, if possible, save the dollar ferry fare to one of the resort islands. Who knew which one?

Dr. Bowles, will you be there when I need you next time?

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