A Life in the Day of Rosemary Booker - The Woody Back to School ...
A Life in the Day of Rosemary Booker - The Woody Back to School ...
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A <strong>Life</strong> <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Day</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Rosemary</strong> <strong>Booker</strong><br />
was anyth<strong>in</strong>g <strong>to</strong> go by <strong>the</strong>n my imm<strong>in</strong>ent future<br />
looked positively bleak.<br />
Claire is a consummate pr<strong>of</strong>essional and leaves<br />
precisely thirty-seconds before deliver<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> second<br />
cut. I am <strong>to</strong>o giddy <strong>to</strong> actually countdown but I<br />
suppose that I have been whopped so <strong>of</strong>ten that I<br />
<strong>in</strong>st<strong>in</strong>ctively braced myself and gritted my teeth just<br />
before <strong>the</strong> second wave <strong>of</strong> agony imploded<br />
throughout my central nervous system. Despite my<br />
best <strong>in</strong>tentions at s<strong>to</strong>icism my body jerked spastically<br />
on <strong>the</strong> bed like a landed fish. It was <strong>of</strong> course all<br />
most alarm<strong>in</strong>g. We are only two <strong>in</strong> with four <strong>to</strong> go<br />
and my bum already felt like it had been seared with<br />
weld<strong>in</strong>g rods.<br />
“It’s only whops,” I <strong>to</strong>ld myself.<br />
Out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> corner <strong>of</strong> my eye I could see Debs<br />
watch<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>tently. Her mouth was set <strong>in</strong> a grim l<strong>in</strong>e<br />
and I could sense that she was smolder<strong>in</strong>g with<br />
anger. She knew that <strong>in</strong> just a few m<strong>in</strong>utes she was<br />
go<strong>in</strong>g <strong>to</strong> be subjected <strong>to</strong> a very pa<strong>in</strong>ful can<strong>in</strong>g that<br />
was <strong>to</strong>tally unnecessary and could have been<br />
avoided. Of course I knew that it was all my fault<br />
which didn’t make me feel any better but I had more<br />
press<strong>in</strong>g matters on my m<strong>in</strong>d.<br />
<strong>The</strong> third stroke scorched ano<strong>the</strong>r stripe across<br />
my bum and caused me <strong>to</strong> clench my fists and<br />
pummel <strong>the</strong> bed <strong>in</strong> consternation.<br />
Of course, be<strong>in</strong>g caned by an expert like Claire<br />
means that all <strong>the</strong> strokes will land <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> safe target<br />
area known as <strong>the</strong> sweet spot. This means that <strong>the</strong>re<br />
will be no wraparounds or high or lower riders. This<br />
certa<strong>in</strong>ly helps dur<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> recovery period but is not