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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