I wake up alone in bed, Mary-Beth must be working already. Anyway, we had a fine night, a very fine night.
Another thing, I woke up with a bad headache, it might be from when I was hit with the pipe but I wasn't feeling any pain from where it connected.
Anyway, it should pass soon.
I get out of bed, leave my room and go outside into camp.
I go to get a coffee.
John: Hey.
John was there.
James: Mornin'.
John: You go to bed early?
James: Yeah, wasn't feeling great.
John: Cos of the pipe?
James: I imagine so.
John: You should get that cut looked at.
James: Yeah. Ill- argh!
I lean down and hold my head in pain, a long sharp pain shot throughout my head.
John: You alright?
James: Yeah, bad headache.
He helps me so I'm back standing straight.
John: You should go see a doctor maybe.
James: If it gets worse I'll go see a doc.
John: Okay, feel better.
He walks off to do something else.
I take my coffee and walk to where Mary-Beth was sitting, reading a book.
James: Mornin'.
She looks up from her book.
Mary-Beth: Morning, sleepyhead.
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James: Could you believe I got an invite to the mayors house?
Mary-Beth: Who are you going with?
James: Dutch, Hosea and Arthur.
Mary-Beth: That cut looks bad.
James: So I keep hearing.
Mary-Beth: Want me to take a look?
James: Yeah, sure.
I sit down on a box beside where she was sitting.
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