Chapter SevenKay felt sick, and had done for a couple of days now. For a while she had kidded herself that it was fear and worry, engendered by Lee’s odd behaviour. That self-delusion had now worn off. She had done some work at home during the day, but an overpowering tiredness was upon her and she found that the need to lie down came frequently, bringing all working activity to a halt. Most of the afternoon in fact, she had lay upon her bed, arms wrapped around her stomach, feeling woozy and nauseous, her mind whirling like the spinning reels of a fruit machine jammed on constant play. She couldn’t believe it; refused to. Now evening was falling, and Kay was curled up, exhausted, teary-eyed, in front of the TV. There was nothing in particular on the television to watch, and she scarcely e
