Book3:WereMyDreamIs

rifellintoadeepreverie.

    Atthecrackofdawn,MaureenwokeDimitriupbypullingatthelegofhispants.HegotupahiswaytowardsCharinawhowascoughingupastorwasthenthatherealizedshewassick.Charinaalsowokeupandasked,

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    “pened?”

    “Youarecoughingandyourforeheadishot.I’mafraidyouaresickbutdon’twetdressed.Iwilltakeyouhomewhereyourestbetter.”

    “I’msosorrytobecausingyouallthistroubleonmyveryfirstdayoutasavagabond”saidshe.ItwasonlythenthatCharinarealizedshewasagalloverherbody.Herheadwasagbadlyandhernosewasallstuffedup.“Iamreallyquitehopeless”shesighed.

    “Don’tsayso”saidDimitritryingtoforther.“It’snotyourfault.Youarenotusedtothisharshlife.Aflowerraisedinahothouseisacclimatedtowarmtemperature