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  As he dreamed of Callan, Clay felt the lightest touch on his cheek. He could hear a soft, little voice in his ear. Was that Emma or Audrey? He wondered what the girls were doing. Where were they? What were they saying?

  Straining to hear, he finally understood their words.

  Get well.

  Was he sick? Is that why he felt so strange?

  Clay felt waves of pain roll over him as he struggled to reach awareness. He clenched his hand then fell back into the painless oblivion.