“Always,” she repeated, encouraged when her voice sounded less like it came from the far end of a long tunnel. She fought the dragging pull of sleep. Vague recollections of losing this battle a couple of times already, with the paramedics, a harried doctor, and a nice nurse, danced through her mind. But this time she wanted, no, needed to win. Because this time, it was Tommy.As the fog cleared, she pulled his heart-stopping face into focus. He opened his mouth to respond, but Anabelle’s anxious voice swept into the silence.“Do you remember what happened? Ben drugged you and tossed you in the back of his car.”She turned her head and found Annabelle on her other side.“Ben?” For a moment, her mind refused to connect the name with anything, and then, whoosh, it all came rushing back—the knock at her car window, surprise at finding him standing there, a chemical-laden cloth shoved in her face.That cleared the fog like a gale-force wind. She struggled to sit up, only to have two sets o
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