He couldn’t move. His head throbbed and spun. He couldn’t decide if it was the flu or the drinking last night. It was probably a combination of both.

Her eyebrows were a shade darker than her hair. They were thick and almost horizontal, emphasizing the depth of her eyes. She was rather handsome than beautiful. Her face was captivating by reason of a certain frankness of expression and a contradictory subtle play of features. Her manner was engaging.