When I awoke, I was restrained in bed. Now, I understand it’s for my own good so I don’t go wandering off and getting bloodless, but I am not a criminal like some of these drug fiends. I nearly panicked, but I could hear Lenore’s voice in the hallway and relaxed. She wouldn’t let them treat me like an animal. She’d get me out of here. If the doctors didn’t steal my liver during the night, surely one of my cellmates…sick mates would.
But then she left! What heartache! Betrayal! Had she actually fallen for what the doctors said? Did she really think that I was delirious and a hazard to myself?
I started yelling to her. “Lenore, my love!” Then a nurse had to come in and give me a shot to knock me out.
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Hi, I'm Burbank, Milo H. Tomb's unofficial publicist and best friend. We're on tour this summer, so I'm keeping this blog for Milo (from his point of view) so you all can keep up with what he's doing. If you read this blog, please pass it on to your friends, link us on your website, blog, or facebook. Most importantly, don't forget to leave a comment and join in the discussion! You don't need an account to leave a comment.
Tour
6/8 London 7pm
6/9 London 4pm
6/11 Cardiff 7pm
6/14 Brussels 7pm
6/15 Paris 9pm
6/17 Lyon 1pm
6/18 Monaco 7pm
6/21 Barcelona noon
6/22 Florence 9pm
6/23 Rome 7pm
6/25 Venice 3pm
6/26 Frankfort 7pm
6/29 Dublin 9pm
6/30 Cork 8pm
6/9 London 4pm
6/11 Cardiff 7pm
6/14 Brussels 7pm
6/15 Paris 9pm
6/17 Lyon 1pm
6/18 Monaco 7pm
6/21 Barcelona noon
6/22 Florence 9pm
6/23 Rome 7pm
6/25 Venice 3pm
6/26 Frankfort 7pm
6/29 Dublin 9pm
6/30 Cork 8pm
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