In A Bed On A Jet

Amalia desperately wanted to open her eyes, but her head was pounding like a hundred drums were playing in her head. Keeping her eyes tightly closed she tried to clear her throat. She could hear the sound of people talking nearby.

“Help,” she croaked quietly. Her throat was aching and the rasping sound felt weak in her ears. “Valerio,” she called his name into the quiet surrounding her. She tried