Page 160 of The Silent Appeal

11:15 a.m. Amelia wrote:

He went to let G into the flat hours ago and hasn’t come back yet.

11:16 a.m. Amelia wrote:

Why did the stupid fucking light have to fall on ME? So fucking unfair!

11:20 a.m. Fran wrote:

Will they send you home today?

11:22 a.m. Amelia wrote:

A nurse said the doctor will look at me, but that was ages ago. Feel really hyper and jittery.

11:25 a.m. Fran wrote:

That’s the anesthetic wearing off. So relieved you’re ok. Get some rest now, Ams.

11:34 a.m. Amelia wrote:

In this corridor on my own, can you take my mind off it, please, Fran? What happened at the sleep out, did everyone go home?

11:38 a.m. Fran wrote:

No, but I hardly got any sleep after what happened to you. Some people were snoring again within minutes of lights out.

11:39 a.m. Amelia wrote:

What else?

11:41 a.m. Fran wrote:

The yoga was ok.

11:42 a.m. Fran wrote:

Breakfast was greasy, and the frying pan looked disgusting, so I just had a bagel.

11:52 a.m. Amelia wrote:

What else?

11:59 a.m. Amelia wrote:

Fran?

12:02 p.m. Fran wrote:

Sorry, just found something in my bag.

12:02 p.m. Amelia wrote:

What?

12:07 p.m. Fran wrote:

It was stuffed at the back of the stage with everyone else’s all night. I thought it would be safe, but someone put something in it. Just annoying. I’ll have to do something now. Sorry, I’m thinking aloud.