There will be change, Jimmy. Get Paul out of here! Look at my fingers, somebody. I am trying to bend them. Bend, damn you, bend! If I could only open my eyes and look at my hands. Are my fingers bending, Nurse?
“Nurse, I’ll be right back. I have to get some things from my car.”
If the police check my car? No, what could they find? Would the tracks show Paul drove the car right to the cliff and jumped before I knew what was happening? I was daydreaming, half asleep.
“You’re sleeping, poor dear, if you can call it sleep. You won’t miss me, that’s for sure. I’ll just go to the bathroom while the doctor’s gone.”
The doctor’s gone to his car! You can’t leave me alone, Nurse. Nurse! Oh, why can’t you hear me? Listen to me. I’m not sleeping. I can hear. That’s the bathroom door closing. And that… that’s the hall door opening. What’s that sound? Oh my God, it’s… it’s the thumping! Not the pillow! No! Paul! Aaaahh…