7
Next Morning
It’s the morning after. I’m tired but I feel wonderful. I’m a changed person. It’s difficult to believe how changed I am. I’m sober and the daylight is filtering through the gaps in the drapes, but I know it’s true. I can feel the truth right down in the core of my body and my soul. I had s*x last night with the man I love. We made love all the way, right to the end. We made love, the two of us together. There was no gray mist, not even a wisp. I’m free. I’m cured. It’s marvelous. I want to shout it out to the world.
But I can’t. I’m not even sure I can tell Kate. She might be indiscreet and let something slip by mistake in front of Clara. And Clara must never know. She wouldn’t understand that the Captain is good for me; that he has wrought his magic on me and banished m
