“Are you ok?” he said again, still looking like a frightened puppy. Ooh those gorgeous eyes…. um hello earth to Judie! reply him!
“I’m fine, my head just hurts a bit, that’s all,” and my but, and my wrist, and my back.
He still looked doubtful, but said ‘good’ anyway.
“What happened?” I asked, trying to sit up again. Ow. Fireworks.
“You fell off the bench.”
“How did I manage that?”
“I dunno you just had you eyes closed and you started muttering to yourself ‘no no’ or something and then you just fell,I didn’t know what to do.”
I struggled to sit up again,this time, there were less fireworks. I flung my arm over his shoulder to help hold myself up. Ok, deep breath Judie, I felt my head begin to clear.The night was cold and each breath I took began to cut sharply through my head, clearing my thoughts. Ok, so we had been talking about Wes…then I had been thinking about him and then… darkness…or brightness, depending how you look at it.
Suddenly the door into the courtyard slammed open.