I wake up feeling... insulated, cozy even. It's that warm feeling of being tucked in when it's cold outside. I'm probably losing it. It's not easy sleeping with fractured ribs. I can't find a comfortable place to lie. When I eventually do doze off, it's not for long. Luckily, there's not much else to do... until I come up with a new plan
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What is he wearing though? "What's going on?" I demand, unsure if he has the answers, but directing the question at him all the same.
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My clothes must be around here somewhere. I decide to ignore Zell and his comments about snow. One thing at a time.
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