ZURICH
I woke up slowly, as the sweet lethargy took its time to give space for reality to filter in. When my eyes adjusted in the dimly lit room, I came to a realization that it wasn’t my room or even Kat’s. And then something else came rushing back like a tornado reminding me of everything that brought me here. The attack. I sat up with a jerk, and groaned as sharp pain that I wasn’t feeling until now almost knocked me back down on the mattress.
“Fûck.” I gritted out.
“That’s a bad word.”
I almost had a heart attack at that sharp whisper. With a frown, I peeked over the bed and looked down to find a four year old peering at me. “What are you doing, kid?” I asked.
He put a finger on his lips and replied, “We are playing hide and seek, your wife is seeking.”
“My… My what?” To say th
