A Regimental Affair by Kate Lace

Author:Kate Lace [Lace, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781783758166
Amazon: 1783758163
Goodreads: 26094362
Publisher: Accent Press
Published: 2014-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Ginny tottered out of her bed and over to the washbasin in the corner of her room. When she reached it she hung on to the sides while she slowly raised her head to look at the reflection in the mirror above it. Her skin had a greasy, unhealthy sheen, her hair was lank and matted and her eyes were bloodshot.

‘Ugh,’ she shuddered. She felt slightly nauseous but she didn’t think she was actually going to be sick. That was something to be thankful for, she supposed. But all the same her mouth tasted disgusting. She vaguely remembered a line from a book about some small animal of the night dying and making someone’s mouth its mausoleum. Frankly, the way her mouth tasted it had gone beyond that. She wouldn’t have minded if the animal had just laid down and breathed its last, but this one seemed to have shat itself to death. She lowered her gaze again and concentrated on the co-ordination required to put toothpaste on to her toothbrush. She noticed that her hand was shaking slightly as she tried to get the white goo on to the bristles and gave up the task. She squirted a gob of paste directly into her mouth and then moved it around in a desultory fashion with her brush until she had eradicated the worst of the repellent reminder of the previous night’s excesses. She rinsed and spat some but it made her head feel worse, so she filled a glass with water, grabbed a bottle of aspirin and took herself back to bed.

As she crossed the floor, she wondered why her carpet looked as if someone had been indulging in a spot of light pruning and leaf sweeping while she’d been asleep, but in her delicate state of health it was far too hard a question to address. Tucked under her duvet again she took a couple of pills, washed them down with water and tried to remember the night before. It was all pretty clear up to the point where she had run into Colonel Bob in the kitchen. After that …no, a blank. She racked her brains. She must be able to remember something, surely. Scarily blank. What had she done? Oh God, please don’t let it be something embarrassing. Still a blank. She was going to have to ring Debbie to check what did happen. Always assuming Debbie could remember. She’d been pretty far gone too.

Mercifully, the mess was deathly quiet. Usually in the morning of any given day at any time of the year, the air throbbed with the sound of half a dozen different stereo systems competing for supremacy. So there are some advantages to being the only person left in the building, thought Ginny weakly. She contemplated putting her own radio on but even that seemed too much effort. Then, as she lay there, sleep overtook her and gave her some respite from her churning stomach and pounding temples.

She became dimly aware of a voice invading her dream.

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