The ramblings of a Nut who should be doing something else – Adelaide, South Australia

A little more warm rain

She was being carried.

The gentle sway of a walk, the brush of tough fabric against her cheek, aftershave. The deep rumble of baritone, urgent.

Virgil.

The name swam to the surface of the confusion.

Safety.

Brother.

What happened? She reached for her memory and found nothing. She had no idea how she came to be in this position.

She opened her eyes, but she couldn’t see. Everything spun. She shut them again as her stomach roiled.

Panic loomed.

“Kayo?” His voice was soft. The walking stopped. “We’re almost there.”

A whimper.

“It’s okay, hon, it’s okay.” There was a brush of a kiss on her forehead. “We’re nearly there.”

Where?

She clung to him, the only familiarity in a sea of confusion.

The walking began again. The gentle sway was lulling. The rumble of his voice, he was talking to her, quietly, words of reassurance. His scent filled her nostrils, his aftershave mixed with sweat and dirt.

Dirt.

Under her fingernails.

The image flickered in her mind and panic came with it.

“Shhh, you’re safe. I’ve got you.”

Another whimper.

His grip tightened.

And then he was laying her gently down on something soft. Her head spun at the change in position and she was swept away.

-o-o-o-

Incidently, I have had a concussion. I don’t know what grade it was, but I have a blank in my memory and there was a lot of vomiting involved. One of the most alarming things I remember from the incident was waking up somewhere and not knowing how I got there. I remember reaching for the information that we all reach for when we wake up and finding nothing there. It was absolutely terrifying. I burst into tears at the time, but I think Kayo would be less likely to. I was on the side of the road and I couldn’t see properly, my brain was a mess, it kept fading in and out. Thoroughly unpleasant. So, yeah, this one is based on experience. I had no Virgil to carry me, and if I did I probably would have puked on him, but I did have the fortune of kind people who stopped to help and called the ambulance. I wish I could thank them, but I don’t know how they were. Also, please wear a helmet when riding your bike to avoid all of the above ::hugs::

Nutty

(There may be a medical reason for the Nuttiness :D)

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