Frank hardly slept that night. The memory of looking down into his b****y palm had played over and over in his head, and the implications never ended well. Still, maybe he was overreacting: maybe the blood had nothing to do with the shadow in the X-ray. He’d coughed up blood before, years ago when he’d picked up a bad case of the flu, or whatever they were calling it at the time. He closed his eyes. Settle, Frank, you don’t know anything yet. One day at a time. Get through the Circuit, and when you get back you can find out.
Settle, Frank, you don’t know anything yet. One day at a time. Get through the Circuit, and when you get back you can find out.Patting Sarah on the shoulder, he rolled out of bed. “Time to get up.”
She turned onto her back and rubbed her eyes. “What time is it?”
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