Jonathan gave utterance to a low whistle. For hours he seemed to have pleasant dreams of open skies and airplanes, but then the dreams would disintegrate into fleshy charnel house nightmares where he could hear her calling to him through a fog. Spurlock stepped into the room. ’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror.
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