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Map of Halanzy

Map of Halanzy

Map of Halanzy

Map of Halanzy

J.Jinx’s heart raced. It was Matthew’s voice and it sounded as if it were coming from Jonathan’s room. Had Jonathan rallied? Who was J.J.? Had they moved Jonathan to another room? Was this J.J. a new patient? Had Jonathan died? Suddenly, she saw Matthew’s shadow in the doorway* Something about the bent line of his body warned her to leave him alone. She moved to the other side of the nurse’s desk, turned her back and waited until he left the ICU.
In the tanker company I worked for, there were several hell-ships operating in hellish parts of the world where the bad and the mad were exiled. I didn’t want to finish my time slaving on a bitumen carrier on the North African coast, roasting in the sun and broiling in the sludge tanks, ruled over by a drunken oafish chief mate who was bitter about being passed over for promotion (for being drunken and oafish) and who took out his spite on the cadets. I guesstimated that I would cruise towards mid-table again, between eighth and twelfth in the year: I actually ended up slightly better at sixth. In the final week, we had the cadets summer ball, where we wore dress uniform – best blues and black tie – and turned up with our ladies of the day, or ladies of the night in some cases. I was torn between taking Julie and finding someone else for the ball.

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