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Jesus, he was five. Wayne flashed back to when Rhys was five, all constant questions and running everywhere and leaving doors open.
He knocked his foot against hers, now. Strange but welcome camaraderie.
"Sometimes just being awake is the nightmare. Like a roller-coaster if you're blindfolded." The thought of roller-coasters made him queasy again, and he had to take a few deep breaths.'
"I can't go on like I'm going on," he told her, not realizing it was true until the words were out of his mouth.