Wheurnedhome,Reyawasstilllyinginbed.
Hequietlypushedthedooropenandpressedthebackofhishandtoherforehead.Cooltothetouch.Herfeverhadlikelybroken.
Herfacealeitseemedalmosttranslut,makingherdelicatefeaturesstandoutlikethoseofalittlepixie.
Lusatontheedgeofthebed,staringather,momentarilylostinthought.
Whydidhethinkshelookedlikeapixie?Shewasclearlythelittleangelhecaredaboutthemost.
"Dad,you''''''''reback."
Reya''''''''seyesflutteredopen,herdelicateshescastingafaintshadowonhercheeks.
Lusofhisreverieandpattedherhead.
"Feelier?Didyoutakeyourmedie?"
Reyanoddedobediently.
"Moxicalledatnoon.Nooneanswered.Didyougoouttoday?"
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