Waking up to a thundering headache, it took a while for my eyes to adjust, yet I couldn’t place where I was. Never been here before. Music played somewhere.
I went out of bed and into a hallway. She almost looked like a supermodel from the late sixties, with the long hair and motherly danger to her.
Am I in Heaven, I asked? She just smiled.
The music was Scott Walker. How appropriate. She offered me coffee.
This is the twenty-second installment in the Moments series