[Poggio]

He woke to the face of the good Doctor, a relieved Morgan and the roof of the club. Everything was ringing and Galvin found he could not move, and hardly breath. The doctor was speaking words to him but sluggishly he did not understand them. When he woke again, it was in his apartment. The familiar sight of the IV pumping sedatives into his system did not soothe him. By Saturday, he had enough pain pills to sedate an elephant. And against the doctors orders he stupidly sat in the park, hiding his bandages under a hoodie.