start asking questions
" Who are you?" you say touching your hair. It feels like
straw. Your throat is dry and your stomach aches from hunger but you
are too interest about this man to worry about anything else.
" Don't you remember me?"
" Lately I can't remember much of anything." He chuckled at
my comment and went back to reading his book.
" I don't mean to be rude but I would liek to know where the hell
i am." You say rising from the bed. You slip on your trousers
which are lying on a neat pile on the floor.
" That is for me to know and you to find out?"
Do you leave the room or keep on with this guessing
game?
