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Return to Dallas.

(Copyright 2001 by Paul. All rights reserved).

All characters are fictitious. The events? They live in my dreams.

Part 3.

Paul.

I didn't realise that Gerry would be there as well. I felt the earth spinning as I climbed from the Taxi they had poured me into after lunch and stumbled up the steps to the hotel entrance. I don't think Jenny was going to be pleased.

I tried not to breathe out too many alcohol fumes in the lift but I could tell from the reaction of the other occupants I didn't succeed very well.

Finally there was only me and the attendant and he didn't look too happy. I tried to speak to him but my mouth couldn't find any words. It was a relief for us both when the doors hissed open and I stumbled out into the corridor.

I felt my pockets. A key. I had keys, lots of them. Office keys, house ...

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