Mommy. "Do you have any pain anywhere, trouble
with your eyesight, your hearing. anything?" "No."
"Your mother says you fainted. Do you
remember that?"
"No."
"Well, I'
m going to have you see a neurologist."
he decided, and stood up. He turned to Mommy. "I'll
arrange for you to take her to see Mark Samuels
tomorrow. Jackie. Let's get to the bottom of it fast." "Thank you. Bob."
"For now I would like you to remain in bed.
Grace. Have a light dinner, and just try to relax" "Okay," I said.
"You'll be fine," he added with a smile. Then he
walked out with Mommy, and they spoke in very low
tones as they continued down the hallway, but I did
make out the word depression.
The maid brought my dinner to me later. I ate
most of it, and then I did try to sleep without the pills.
I dozed on and off until I heard Mommy came into my
roam. She was returning from dinner, and I thought
she looked very nice. I told her so.
"Thank you. Grace. How are you feeling?" "Tired," I said.
"You're always tired." she complained. "Even
without those pills. You don't do anything, and you're
always tired." She walked to the window and looked
out with her back to me. "Kirby hasn't come home,
and he didn't call. He was supposed to take me to
dinner. I left word for him to meet me at the
restaurant, but he didn't show up, and he's still not
home, and he's still not called. It was very