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The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 490) Under Distress

As Lyla glances up, she feels Crispin’s body twitch and he frowns as if in pain. She scoots up in bed so she can be ready if he needs her. Sitting there, she puts her hand on his forehead. He is hot to the touch and sweating, yet shaking as if he is freezing. It is obvious he has a high fever. Quickly crawling out of bed, she runs to the bathroom where she wets a clean wash cloth with cool water. All the while, she wishes she could contact a doctor or someone who knows what he needs in order to beat this. Yet, she understands Crispin’s hesitation for assistance due to his mystical abilities.

Thunder pounds loudly and the ground shakes as she comes back into the room. Crispin is breathing heavy as if under distress and Lyla quickly climbs back into bed. Sitting on her knees, she folds the cloth placing it on his forehead and he pulls back as if it burns.

“I’m so sorry.” She says as she cups his face in her hand, Crispin immediately opens his eyes and she notices they are his natural color. He stares at her for several seconds without changing his facial expression or saying a word. Does he not recognize her? Still holding his face in her hand, Lyla leans in close and looks deep into his eyes. Trying not to blink she says over and over again in her mind, I love you, I love you, I love you.

“Crispin.” She whispers as she holds her stare.

Excerpt 490

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