Chapter 10…A Change in the Weather
“Bob-wake up! Bob—”
The voice came through dimly to me. I didn’t want to wake up; I was warm and comfortable.
“Pete. Pete—boy! Snap out of it!”
That annoying voice, like the sound of my conscience nagging me over past sins. Nagging Pete too.
Someone slapped me. I was angry. I drove a hard right to the jaw of my tormentor. But my fist wouldn’t double and my arm didn’t move very far and I knew the straight right connection was only in my mind. In a fraction of a second I had a terrible fight with whoever it was and flattened him.
“Come on! Both of you. Snap out of it.”
A vague pain cleared my consciousness and I was no longer dreaming. I opened my eyes. But the other way had been better because there was only confusion.
A fire where there had been n
