CHAPTER 115
Over the next week Georgiana and Dan fell into a routine. She saw the therapist in the mornings, after Dan had helped her bathe and dress. They ate lunch, provided by Hattie’s daily visits, after which she slept for a few hours, and they spent the afternoons reading on the sofa or in the gardens enjoying the early summer weather.
She was slowly improving with the help of Lara the Latvian. It hadn’t been easy when she asked Georgiana to take her through the attack step by step, but ever since that session the fog was beginning to lift. But she still had bouts of tremendous darkness and couldn’t yet find a way to reconnect properly with Dan.
“You ready?” Dan held the crutches in front of her.
“Try and stop me,” she laughed. “Freedom!”
The stitches in her hands had been remo
