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After Dr Nilsson leaves, I sink back onto the sofa This enorrandeur seems to taunt me, because as beautiful as it is it’s eain, because I always thought that even when Paul wasn’t withI have to move on No matter how unsure I am about Paul at this moment, I will never, ever abandon hione to the hoiven him the coordinates for the dimension where the fourth and final splinter of Paul’s soul is hidden I’ve done Conley’s dirty work But Conley will never let it go at that He’d endanger Paul again, if that hat it took to get me out of this universe and back under his thuer

What I need to do now is figure out what cos inarea--which has a table and chairs so ornate they see you’d eat at,the Constitution I take a seat, primly as I did back in the Winter Palace, so the illusion of royalty is complete until she lifts the silver cover fro out of the ordinary--soetables--but for some reason, the fishy odor hits ; the scent seeut like poison Everything inside htens

My stourative to literal

"I’ to throw up," I say The maid skitters back as I push away from the table and make a run for the nearest bathroom I make it just in time to barf into the sink

The sain And in the bathroom there’s the scent of cleanser, and perfumed soap that for some reason now seems repulsive--I can’t stand it Weakly I stuets me back to my bedroom "I’ll leave your luncheon under the tray If you want another later, ring," she says as she backs out and closes the door behind her

I flop ontoelse

It would serve rand duchess through, I had to endure her bout of the flu Groaning, I roll onto my stomach--but my breasts are tender, and I wince

My eyes open wide

The grand duchess has gained weight Moht Don’t even give me that crap about boo hoo hoo that’s not a real problehtly wired all the time by your crazy metabolism My body simply burns too many calories, too fast

But here I aht is in er My sense of s for no reason at all

Three ether

Oh God I’nant

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