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Isaac’s eyes blinked open. Man, his head hurt, and his vision was hazy. Had he stayed up too late with Leanne again? They really needed to come up with ground rules about getting sleep on nights when he had to be up early in the morning.
He snorted. Yeah, right. She could keep him up as late as she wanted.
Isaac moved to get up, but he was suddenly dizzy. Some pain reliever and a cup of coffee should do the trick, if he could just get to the kitchen. He tried again, but this time a tether of some sort stopped him. When he tried to rub the sleep from his eyes—make sense of things—the tether seemed to move with him.
It took a minute, but his vision finally cleared.
A hospital room.
He looked down and realized he was hooked up to an IV. “Of all the ridiculous things,” he mumbled, mak
