According to Jack…
He wakes up to find me tossing and turning. I’m murmuring and it sounds like I’m distressed.
“Love…” He shakes me but I just grunt in reply. “Love…” He tries again. This time I stir, and look at him, wild-eyed.
“Eh?” I grunt.
“Are you okay?”
“I…I was just wondering…if… ducks have necks.” I’m slurring my words a little, and rubbing my eyes. Then, as quickly as I had woken up, I fall back on my pillow and slip into an instantaneous sleep.
I have no recollection of this event whatsoever.