“Hey, baby girl, how"re you feeling?”
Mony woke up to f ind Tommy seated alongside the bed at the Holiday Inn the next morning, a Mc Donald"s bag alongside her. She stretched lazily and rubbed her eyes before sitting up eagerly.
“Good morning, handsome. How sweet of you!” She dug into the bag and began munching happily on her Egg Mc Muffin as he opened her coffee for her.
“You slept like a log. Are you okay?” he reached over and touched her brow.
“I"m fine now,” she insisted. “Yesterday was so strange. When she mentioned my Triple G"s name, I just got hit with this dizzy spell like I never had before. Then when she started talking about that legend, it was almost like vertigo. I"ve never felt like that, that"s why I wanted to come back, but I"m fine now.”
“It may be jet lag. We"re wel
