I’m sending this to you from my bed in the Royal Melbourne. Doctors tell me it’s still likely to be a week before I’m able to go home.
I was late getting to the Brownlow count last night.
I dashed in and managed to reach an empty elevator as the doors were about to close. I then pressed the Hold button when I realised a lovely young woman, also late, was making a dash to get to the same elevator.
She was beautiful and dressed in a gown I reckon might cost me a month’s salary. I must admit to noticing how revealing it was and I think that might have been my undoing.
The beautiful young lady spoke to me and I remember doing as she asked just before the lights went out.
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I recall her asking,
“Would you like to press 1 for me, please?”
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