Wil woke feeling as if he’d been hit by a tank. His mouth was dry, his eyes hurt and his head felt swollen. The ringing in his ears had been replaced by a pounding like a pile driver.
As soon as he struggled to sit up, Penny was beside him, giving him a supporting hand. Her eyes held concern, not just on a professional level. She flung herself at his chest, grabbing him tightly as if her life depended upon this one embrace. Wil lost his balance, collapsing on the bed once more.
“Penny,” he said thickly. “What?”
“Oh, Wil, I was so worried! Don’t ever do that again!”
“Whadidido?” He could barely enunciate.
“Rashima?” His head was clearing. “What about…
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