Chapter Nineteen
My Life after Death
When I woke a note was left on my bedside by the ever solicitous Mr. Bergman. He graciously apologized for leaving to attend a previously scheduled appointment, but promised to visit me again soon. Alone with my thoughts, I missed Mr. Bergman’s company immediately.
The strange buzzing noise was back. I wasn’t as aware of it when Mr. Bergman was in the room with me. I wondered where the noise was coming from. Was it the medical equipment? The fluorescent lights? I shivered. Why do they keep hospital rooms so cold?
To drown out the buzzing sound, I watched the news on TV for a few minutes. Near the end of the broadcast my ears perked up when a short segment announced the films and actors nominated for the Academy Awards this year. I followed who got n
