Vanessa
The nurse sets the bowl and spoon on the tray as the last drop of soup slides down my throat. Although I felt a little less dazed when I woke today, I still don’t have the strength to move. But I was starving, and that was the only reason I agreed to be fed like a child.
She stands to check my vitals and carefully fiddles with the IV to adjust it.
“Excuse me…” I whisper in a hoarse voice. “Where am I?”
The smell of clean clothes mixes with the perfume of the flowers outside, but even though I can see nature all around me, nothing feels familiar.
The woman lowers her gaze to me, and her smile lifts her cheeks.
“I’m not allowed to tell you.”
In other words, very far from home… I try to sit up, but I only make the effort when a sharp pain rips my abdomen, forcing me back down.
