"Alright," she weakened for a moment, afraid that if what he had said was right, she just might go to pieces. "Just a small one."
He placed the recorder on the table and poured her glass full in spite of her request for a small one.
"You'll need all of it. This gets pretty rough so take your drink and sit back against the couch. I don't want you falling off."
Carol picked up the drink from the table and nervously took a small sip. She didn't have the slightest idea what to expect from this. Particularly something on a recorder. She held her breath as she watched him lean forward and switch the small machine on.
"I've left out the first part." he explained. "This is what I'm certain you'll be most interested in."
There was nothing for a moment and then she could hear the rustling of pe
