Leo groaned—a pathetic, nasal-less groan that came out as a strangled honk.
For a moment, nothing changed.
“Fine,” he whispered to the ceiling. “We do this the hard way.” open blocked nose
Then he remembered the tape.
He had tried everything. The steam shower had turned the bathroom into a sauna and done nothing. The saline spray had felt like someone throwing a teaspoon of water into the Sahara. The pillow-propping had only given him a neck cramp. And now, his last resort: a spicy chicken soup from the 24-hour diner, delivered lukewarm and congealing on his nightstand. Leo groaned—a pathetic, nasal-less groan that came out
He shuffled back to bed, lay on his side, and closed his eyes. The water-stain face on the ceiling seemed less disapproving now. Almost proud. Leo groaned—a pathetic