Shannon’s hospital visits always punctuated the aliens’ visits.
She ought to rent a room here.
How she hated hospitals!
“I’m fine, cara.”
Luke grinned. “It was all a grand adventure to him. He’s at home chewing on his new stuffed toy bone.”
“Who's watching Narci?”
“I am going by twice a day to feed her and make sure her water bowl is full. I usually stay and hour or so with her in my lap so I can give her a full report on how you’re doing.”
Roebor? You and Essi and Toss?
We, too, are fine, Shannon.
“How serious are my injuries? Truth.”
Luke pressed his lips together.
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