Room 19 Reading a story by D.L. today I felt myself touched in a way I haven't been touched for a long time. I felt like breaking down, but who to and who would listen to me envisaging everything I was ever scared of in her confession of my life. I do believe in honesty. I am an adult woman, too intelligent not to foresee the future. What is the number of the room in which I will switch on the gas?