gin lay in the middle of the lit in her hotel room. She was flat on her back with her right leg extended toward the edge of the footboard, diagonal from her body, and her other leg bent inward with her foot resting in the hollow behind her right knee. Her left arm was thrown up above her head, which was turned to the left, her chin resting on her shoulder and her thick raven hair falling in loose waves over her pillow. Her other arm was stretched out horizontally and her hand dangled limply over the edge of the mattress. gin shifted slightly in her sleep and as she did so, her bare shoulder...