DianneChapter 6
--Tuesday, 25th May, 1999-- I awoke to late afternoon light streaming in through my bedroom windows. Almost full-length floor to ceiling, the tinted glass panels looked out over the smaller buildings nearby and out to the rivers in the west. From my bed I could see boats out there on water that glimmered gold with the lowering sun. Yawning, I stretched languorously, tightening and loosening my muscles as I considered getting up. The clock on my bedside table read four-fifteen pm, telling me...