A Break in the Country - Ch 11Annie tried to wake up. There was a bright light. Headache. Sleep.A Break in the Country - Ch 11
An unknown time later, she tried again. Still bright light. Ache all over. Hangover? Car crash?! It will be better in the morning. Sleep.
Gradually she became aware she couldn’t move easily. Come to think of it, she couldn’t move at all! Then she remembered. Ros’s house. The stairs. The fall…!
As if on cue, various pains started and magnified all over her body. She moaned and stirred as best she could. She heard a familiar, cheerful voice:
“Hey, looks like she’s waking up!”
With
A Break in the Country - Ch 10It was a tried, grumpy, and dishevelled Annie who finally hobbled into the kitchen at 9.25 that morning. She had taped her injured toe up as best she could, using her rapidly dwindling supply of sticking plaster from her luggage. She limped as she walked, as her toes hurt whenever she put weight on her foot, but she hoped it wasn’t too noticeable. Bobbi and Ros were already in the kitchen. Ros was dressed in shorts and a patterned T-shirt, and was standing at the cooker, elegantly balanced on one leg, poaching eggs. Bobbi, on the other hand, was still in her pyjamas, although without her dressing gown on. Going without crutches seemed toA Break in the Country - Ch 10
A Break in the Country - Ch 9“Broken toes?” said Bobbi. “You’d better have a cast for that!” Annie stared, horror-struck, as Bobbi began applying a white plaster cast to her lower leg. Annie struggled to get away, but somehow couldn’t.A Break in the Country - Ch 9
Ros appeared, hopping closer without her crutches, holding more rolls of plaster-of-paris bandage. “I knew you’d like it!” she grinned. “Now you’ve got one too…!” Suddenly Ros began to wrap Annie’s other leg in the warm, wet bandages. Annie tried to tell Bobbi and Ros she didn’t want a cast, but she couldn’t speak even. Bobbi had now started wrappi
A Break in the Country - Ch 8After they had eaten, Annie had offered to wash up the lunch things. She thought it looked better to offer before being asked, as she was the only one who could really carry them.A Break in the Country - Ch 8
‘Typical’ she thought. ‘Now I’m going to have to act like the servant for the rest of the holiday. I wish I could break a bone!’ She had instantly rebuked herself; ‘No, what am I saying?!’ She sincerely hoped she hadn’t jinxed herself, and in case she had, she thought feverishly of her desire to remain as unbroken as possible for the rest of the day!
Ros’s showed the girls around the rest of her
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