"No, Roger, that's not going to work. I agreed to work for you, even moved here. And I'm grateful for your concern. But this is the point. You will not control every step I take."
The girl was furious. Roger could not understand what made Merry so angry. She wanted to add something, but then just turned around and rushed to the door in a huff. He couldn't let her go like this.
Roger rose from the bed and tried to follow her. But the vision started to blur. He swayed and manage to grab the lamp, tearing it out of the wall. The crash and worried voices behind made Merry turn around. William was already running around the bed to help, and he climbed onto it, trying to catch an unsteady friend.
"Roger!" she cried, returning to the bedroom. - "What are you doing? It's too early for you to get up."
Roger meanwhile, not letting his friends put him back, swayed again but tried to take a few steps toward her.
