‘Someone should answer that phone,’
She thought. ‘Funny how it only makes one ring.’
Then someone brought her food. It looked like breakfast,
But they served it directly on to the table.
‘That’s not right she thought.
‘Here, I want a plate!’
But the table was out in the street.
‘No wonder it’s cold,’ she thought.
Either the bell stopped or she forgot it.
One of the doctors shook his head
And pulled the sheet up over her face.