Tossing and turning
I’ve only had a few hours sleep. I had to get up, because the thrashing around was disturbing Mr. Right.
Over and over in my mind I kept seeing the face and hearing the name of Ken Basnicki. I expected that. But here in the concrete jungle yesterday we had a jumper. So the images are all mixed up in my head.
I don’t know if it was a man or a woman who jumped yesterday. I don’t really wonder why they did it - people have their reasons.
