Enough to Miss Christmas (Chapter Nine, page 1 of 23)

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The next morning I awoke with sunlight flooding my room. I had no idea where I was, nor how I'd gotten there. I tried to see the clock radio but my head throbbed with such intensity I had to close my eyes and fell back asleep. By the time I squeezed my eyes open it was after ten A.M. I struggled to the bathroom, emptied bladder and stomach. There was a plane ticket shoved under my door for a seven A.M. flight the next day. I returned to my bed trying to remember what I'd said the night before and how I'd arrived in this unrecognizable room. It was ten-thirty when a bedside phone startled me.

"I'm in the lobby. Are you ready for breakfast?" Paul asked.

"Not if it contains food," I answered.

"I'll give you twenty minutes while I have a cup of coffee." I took forty minutes, showering and dressing in my new purchases, before I realized this was a different hotel and I struggled to find the dining area. Once there, I searched the room with blinking eyes and was startled to see Karen seated next to Paul. I slumped down beside them, embarrassed by my condition. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.

"Good morning, Paul. Good morning, Karen. Please don't talk loudly. Whisper."

"Sarah was a tad ill last night but I'm sure she'll be better as the day goes on."

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