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His eyes opened to find a plate containing steaming food had been placed on the floor in front of the cushions. Realizing he was just as tired now as when he fell asleep, he remembered what had occurred during the night. Gage sat up and rubbed his eyes, then reached for the meal.
“There were about three hours that your mind gave up the fight and allowed your body to rest. If you feel ready, we’ll start tonight.” Jules’s voice was soft and came from the darkened corner where he sat on the floor beneath the window.
He had awoken to the restless movements of his guest in the other room. When the screaming began, he was already off his pallet on his way to check on Gage. The nightmare was a revisiting memory of the events in the lot. Jules didn’t think it would be the last time and was p
