Silent as the Grave by Bill Kitson

Author:Bill Kitson
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781783755578
Publisher: Accent Press
Published: 2013-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

‘I don’t suppose there’s a sauna or Turkish bath anywhere in the castle, is there?’

My question took Eve by surprise, ‘No, why do you ask?’

‘I thought if I got in one it might help reduce the aches and pains.’

‘Oh, I see, that’s not a bad idea. I tell you what I can do. If I fill the bath with hot water alone and keep the shower room door closed it will create a similar effect. Then; when you get in the bath, keep topping the hot water up as hot as you can bear and soak in it.’

‘I reckon it’s worth a try as long as I can make it into the bath.’

I needed Eve’s help to get there. In the process I knew she would see me naked again. I didn’t care. I was feeling too lousy to bother. As she was helping me with the slow and painful process of getting into the bath she gave an exclamation of shock and horror. ‘What is it?’ I asked through gritted teeth.

‘I’ve just seen the bruising on your back. It wasn’t there earlier.’

‘A pretty sight, is it?’

‘Yes, if you like black, blue, purple, and yellow.’

‘I prefer it to red,’ I gasped. ‘I can’t stand the sight of blood, especially mine.’

I lowered myself into the hot water with some relief. Not much, but some. Eve was watching me, an expression on her face I found difficult to read. ‘Give me a call when you’re ready to get out. Don’t try it on your own,’ she ordered.

‘Yes, nurse.’

If the bath provided a lessening of the pain I didn’t notice it. I topped the hot water up twice; by which time the room was giving a passable imitation of a sauna. Eventually, when I’d had enough I braced myself for the inevitable. ‘Eve,’ I called out.

She appeared at the door immediately. ‘Are you ready to get out?’

That was going a bit far but I agreed. ‘As long as I can do it very, very slowly.’

If I’d thought getting into the bath was hard work, getting out again was ten times worse. Eventually, I made it and sat on the edge of the bath, dripping wet and with every nerve in my body protesting vigorously at this fresh abuse. Eve wrapped a bath sheet over my shoulders and began to dry me. I felt too wretched to protest. She did it with extreme gentleness. It hurt like hell. I watched her as she worked. My emotions as well as my nerve endings were all over the place. I’d started out by disliking her. Then the dislike had blossomed until I detested her. After I’d got to know her a bit better I found myself revising my earlier opinion until I actually liked her. I liked her more than I would have thought possible just a few short days ago. I wondered where the process would finish up.

She dried my upper body; then bent and dried my legs and feet. She straightened up and put the towel on top of the nearby linen bin.

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