Marcus was too wired to go back to sleep. He went to the fridge and poured a glass of lemonade. He sat at the bar, between the kitchen and dining room, and took several small gulps of his drink, reflecting on what had just happened.
“I really did connect with Valerie in a dream,” he said aloud. “How is it possible? I have never had anything like this happen before. I know Mallie and Daniel met and fell in love while in their comas, but nothing even remotely like this has ever happened to me.”
Marcus finished his drink. He took his glass to the sink and rinsed it out then placed it in the drainer to dry. He decided to go into the living room and see if anything was on television. There was no way he would be able to get back to sleep. He settled on the plush, tan sofa and picked up the re
