“I HISS INTO THE DARK ROOM. THERE’S NO answer. “DJ,” I try again, urgently. After a few seconds I hear her turn over in bed, and then she says, “What’s the matter, Jam?” I’m about to tell her what just happened to me, but I stop short. Somehow, I know I shouldn’t say anything. “Nothing,” I finally say. “I couldn’t sleep.” “You couldn’t sleep? You actually woke me up to tell me you couldn’t sleep?” “Yeah” is all I can say. “Why don’t you try counting little images of me ju...mping over a fence to slap you,” she says. Then she mutters something I can’t hear and rearranges herself in her bed. Within seconds her breathing has changed and she’s asleep again. I sit unmoving in bed in the dark room. Probably I ought to go confess everything to Jane Ann, the houseparent, and she can call the nurse, and I’ll have to sit shivering in a bright room in the middle of the night and explain everything to those kind, concerned women.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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