Through the haze and pain, Kyle heard Miki’s howls and whimpers. He felt her fingers brushing his face as he struggled from some black underwater space to the surface of light and air. Nausea swept through him. He turned to the side and threw up. He coughed and choked, throat burning from the stomach acid. The pain made him shiver and start to black out.
“Miki?” Kyle’s voice echoed inside his own head.
“Kyle, Kyle, honey, you’re awake, you’re OK, people are coming, I called them.”
“f*****g Christ.” His hand shook as he touched his head. His hair was sticky and wet.
Miki wiped his head with the moist cloth. “They’re coming now. Baby, what happened?”
Kyle felt Miki’s hands on his head and arm. He could hear her, but could only pry open one eye a sliver.
Miki kneeled on the tatami bes
