"Donna on Fire "Dark Past Midnight Listen carefully. Between the thundering stampede of the horses - you can see Donna "on the March".
Donna had been admitted to Durbanville Medi-Clinic for observation for
a week. I was there morning and evening to visit. And bring the inevitable
chocolate/s.
When it was finally time to leave, she almost ran out of there.
While we were sorting out her discharge forms, she was like a horse champing
at the bit. I could feel her pressure rising.
We had to get out've here! PRONTO!
Hastily thanking the Desk Nurse, I grab Donna's forms and her handbag...
"I just have to get these pictures...", I tell her.
Dropping her overnight bag so I could get a picture of this one-girl stampede
for the Exit! In the parking lot she pauses for an instant to touch a kiss
to Wolf's hood-star.
I feel like we are fleeing the scene of some crime...
A force of Nature. Once her mind is in motion. It cannot be stopped. It
cannot be reckoned with.
You cannot hold it. Nor can you adequately describe it - other than...
"This is the Genie Out of The Bottle"... LOL
"Here! Take my hand . . . Run! . . . You bitch of a Witch!! RUN-N-N-N!!!!