Her head ached from the nape of her neck to her cranium. Her mouth felt gummy, her limbs were painfully stiff. Mirek’s hand was on her left breast. Carefully she placed it on her thigh. She felt him move and then he settled again and his breathing resumed a deep rhythm. She flexed her muscles one by one. Her right arm beneath her was totally numb and without feeling. The truck was moving fast. She could feel the motion of it as it swayed around the long curves. She ran her tongue along dry lips and wondered how much longer. She hoped that Mirek would remain asleep until they arrived. She wished her watch was luminous. Mirek woke up. First she felt him stiffen and then his blurred curses as his brain registered his body’s discomfort. She said thickly, ‘Are you all right?’‘Yes,’ he grunted. ‘But if this is what he calls a mild hangover I’d hate to have a bad one. How do you feel?’‘I’ve never had a hangover but if this is like one I don’t know why people ever drink.
What do You think about In The Name Of The Father?
