He worked himself over to the edge of the bed,
made sure the wheelchair brake was on, then grasped its arms and pulled himself
slowly into the seat. He worked himself over to the edge of the bed, made sure
the wheelchair brake was on, then grasped its arms and pulled himself slowly
into the seat. "I was actually thinking of you,she said, spooning soup into his
mouth and then professionally wiping away a dribble, from the comer with a
napkin. The open garbage can overflowed onto the floor and emitted the warm
reek of spoiling food, but that wasnt the only thing wrong, or the worst
smell.
He turned the pages faster
and faster, his horror mounting, and the two thoughts which kept repeating were
Why in Gods name didnt they tip faster? He worked himself over to the edge of
the bed, made sure the wheelchair brake was on, then grasped its arms and
pulled himself slowly into the seat.