One Night Only (226 page)

Poll
y
sa
t
dow
n
o
n
th
e
armchai
r
opposite
.

“Dann
y
i
s
makin
g
a
grea
t
recover
y
Bu
t
yo
u
.
.
.
well,
yo
u
reall
y
ar
e
goin
g
t
o
hav
e
t
o
ge
t
ou
t
an
d
abou
t
more, Gina
.
It
’
s
no
t
goo
d
fo
r
you
r
physica
l
o
r
menta
l
healt
h
to b
e
stuc
k
i
n
her
e
al
l
th
e
time
.
Th
e
docto
r
say
s
–
”

“
I
kno
w
wha
t
th
e
docto
r
says!
”
sai
d
Gina
.
“I’
m
bloody
sic
k
listenin
g
t
o
wha
t
th
e
docto
r
says
.
I’
m
sic
k
o
f
being
tol
d
wha
t
I
ca
n
an
d
can
’
t
do
!
I
a
m
tire
d
s
o
I
wil
l
sleep
.
I
d
o
no
t
wan
t
t
o
g
o
ou
t
int
o
th
e
freezin
g
col
d
an
d
get
soake
d
through
,
than
k
yo
u
ver
y
much!
”

Poll
y
claspe
d
he
r
hands
,
sa
t
bac
k
i
n
he
r
chai
r
an
d
stared
ou
t
th
e
windo
w
,
mirrorin
g
Gina
’
s
ever
y
move
.
Gina
’
s
temper tantrum
s
wer
e
a
regula
r
sig
n
o
f
he
r
ongoin
g
frustratio
n
and ange
r
fo
r
wha
t
sh
e
ha
d
bee
n
throug
h
an
d
Poll
y
ha
d
never
rise
n
t
o
them
.
Sh
e
understoo
d
he
r
bes
t
friend
’
s
pligh
t
more tha
n
an
y
on
e
a
s
s
h
e
ha
d
see
n
h
e
r
s
u
ffe
r
an
d
slowl
y
progress
ever
y
singl
e
da
y
.

“Fine,
”
sh
e
said
.
“Let
’
s
jus
t
si
t
her
e
then
.
N
o
har
m
in tha
t
an
d
th
e
fir
e
i
s
lovel
y
.
”

Th
e
silenc
e
betwee
n
the
m
wa
s
childis
h
an
d
the
y
both kne
w
it
.

“Don
’
t
yo
u
hav
e
thing
s
t
o
do?
”
aske
d
Gina
.
“It
’
s
Saturda
y
afternoon
.
Mos
t
peopl
e
wit
h
youn
g
familie
s
like
your
s
ar
e
runnin
g
aroun
d
lik
e
headles
s
chicken
s
on Saturdays
,
no
t
sittin
g
wit
h
a
grump
y
neighbou
r
who
doesn
’
t
hav
e
th
e
energ
y
o
r
th
e
interes
t
t
o
g
o
ou
t
fo
r
a
walk i
n
th
e
sno
w
.
”

Poll
y
didn
’
t
answe
r
a
t
first
.
Sh
e
squinte
d
he
r
eyes,
watchin
g
a
robi
n
pic
k
a
wor
m
fro
m
th
e
snow
y
ground outside
.

“
Y
o
u
kno
w
,
I
can
’
t
imagin
e
wha
t
goe
s
throug
h
your hea
d
ever
y
da
y
a
s
yo
u
si
t
here
,
Gina,
”
sh
e
said
.
“I’
m
not
bein
g
smar
t
o
r
funn
y
,
I’
m
reall
y
curious
.
Y
o
u
spen
d
a
lot o
f
tim
e
a
t
thi
s
windo
w
an
d
I
d
o
wonde
r
wha
t
yo
u
think abou
t
t
o
mak
e
th
e
tim
e
pas
s
b
y
.
”

“
I
d
o
spen
d
a
lo
t
o
f
tim
e
here,
”
sai
d
Gina
.
“
I
fin
d
it
ver
y
peaceful
.
I
don
’
t
notic
e
th
e
tim
e
slippin
g
b
y
a
t
all
.
I
lik
e
it.
”

Poll
y
wasn
’
t
lettin
g
i
t
go
.
Sh
e
ha
d
spoke
n
t
o
Gina
’
s
docto
r
o
n
a
regula
r
basi
s
an
d
th
e
mai
n
emphasi
s
these
day
s
wa
s
t
o
tr
y
an
d
eas
e
Gin
a
bac
k
int
o
a
norma
l
routine. Havin
g
worke
d
wit
h
Jame
s
throug
h
hi
s
recen
t
bou
t
of depression
,
Poll
y
di
d
no
t
wan
t
t
o
se
e
th
e
sam
e
thing happenin
g
t
o
he
r
dea
r
friend
.