"I wish you'd told me" she said.
"Of course, we told you." I repeated. "We've been discussing this for the last few days."
Each time she forgets it comes as a new shock. "What am I to do?" she bleats and the words cut through me like razor blades. If only I could change the subject but I can think of nothing to say. We both want to go home.
"It's nice here though, isn't it?" I touch her hand lightly and give her my most endearing soft smile. She doesn't deny it. "Much nicer than being in hospital." She nods, sleepily. I push away the desire to let her drift off into sleep and then creep away without saying goodbye.
