Distrought and disoriented as I was, I managed to turn my head to see what she was doing. At the end of the room, lying on a red plastic couch and wearing a brown rubber apron just like the one I had on, was the boy who had been making pencil rubbings of coins. He looked ashen-faced, and was lying on his side with a soiled towel under his face. His shoes had been taken off and were piled on the floor beside the couch together with his pad of paper, pencil box and the bag his mother had been carrying. He was sobbing quietly whilst being watched by the nurse and comforted by his mother, alternately spitting blood and retching into a shiny metal bowl being held in front of his pale face.I am not sure how long I sat on my mothers lap recovering from the gas. It took rather longer than after my first gassing. (In retrospect I didn't feel my tooth being pulled out the second time, and so I could have been given a stronger dose of volatile anaesthetic. That may also have accounted for the. "What's for eating?" I said and she thumped me quite hard,"You chauvinistic bastard" she yelled and aimed a kick at me, "For almost a fucking week, I've warmed you with my body, I've put up with your foul smelling farts, your horrible stinky breath and your unwanted erections and now just when I want to relax in a beautiful hot bath, you expect me to cook your fucking dinner, well mister I got news for you, I'm going to have my bath and I'm going to have a nice cool rum and coke and if you want something to eat, well you'll just have to GET IT YOUR FUCKING SELF!" Ok" I said quietly, "You only had to say so"I thought the cabin was going to collapse when she slammed the door!I found the rum and the coke too in the well stocked fridge, there were ice cubes in the equally well stocked freezer, so I put the three together and knocked on the bathroom door,"What?" Peace?" Yeah ok"I'm not sure whether it was the jacket and shirt over my shorts, or the white towel over my arm, but either way.
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