The light was a sheen of white across my eyelids and I shifted in the bed, feeling a trickle of sweat down my back. I was too warm and the rattle of the generator outside was an annoyance. And then I felt Kes's breath on my neck as he spoke. "I've dreamed of this so many times, I can't believe it's real-that you're real. You were always there, just out of reach, and I'd wake up and find my bed empty. But now you're here.
( Jane Harvey-Berrick )
[ The Traveling Man ]
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