Twenty

Waking up at 4.oo pm, feeling confused trying to figure out where I was, then as memory rushes back bringing me back in full alertness that I was at Doc resident. Aware that I no longer had the headache, rising up I took out the bunch of keys from my luggage and went outside. 

Picking up the traveling case from the floor, resting it on the table trying all the keys. All opens except the combination lock, taking a knife, trying to prize open the lock but everything I did was useless. Seeing nothing was doing, quietly I turn feeling such despondency as the tears flow. "Why are you not answering my prayer? I know you are hearing me, help me to understand what is happening Lord! Suppose I have a family who needs me, who depending on me, how would they know that I am hurt?" 

Hearing how broken she was and the way she was crying I return to my room, thinking 'what can I do to help resolve her problem. After a while I heard movement out in the hallway.