Chapter 15Lyle returned to the here and now with no idea if what his father had done had taken a minute, an hour, or even a day or more. All he knew for certain was that he had the headache to end all headaches. He opened his eyes and instantly closed them against the bright light that made his head throb even more than it was already.
“You’re back with us.”
“Not sure I want to be, Felicia.” He heard her chuckle. “It’s not funny,” he groused. “I think I could take a dozen aspirin and they wouldn’t even begin to touch my headache.”
An arm went around his shoulders, easing him into a sitting position. “She has something to help, but you have to open your eyes to take it,” his father said.
“What is this?” Lyle slit his eyes open barely enough to see the cup she was holding.
“A strong dos
