<link href="css/9781538711286.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css"/> <meta content="urn:uuid:83a23bbb-dbfa-4c96-859b-727916a03466" name="Adept.expected.resource"/> </head> <body> <div class="galley-rw"> <section class="frontmatter-rw Teaser-rw" epub:type="frontmatter" id="Teaser1"> <h2 id="h21" style="text-align: center;">“Leah,” the voice whispered near her ear.</h2> <p class="firstpara-rw" id="p3">Her name echoed around her, growing fainter and fainter until it disappeared in the haze.</p> <p id="p4">If only she could stay in this place forever. Cocooned in softness. Warm and comforted.</p> <p id="p5">“Are you all right?” Kyle’s face floated in front of her.</p> <p id="p6">She drifted closer to the surface. Broke free from the murky depths. Her head ached. Her eyes burned. And the pain that had sent her into oblivion returned with a vengeance.</p> <p id="p7">Kyle squatted in front of her. “Are you in pain?”</p> <p id="p8">Could she reach out and smooth that frown from his face? But where were her hands, and why didn’t they work? Why was she on the floor? Nothing made sense.</p> <p id="p9">“I’m taking you to the hospital. You need to see a specialist.” Kyle’s tone brooked no argument.</p> <p id="p10">Leah tried to protest, but he set a gentle hand on her head to keep her from getting up. Then he lifted her. Cradled in his arms, Leah leaned her head against his chest the way she had in her dreams.</p> <p id="p11">Was she still dreaming? If she was, she never wanted to wake up.</p> </section> </div> </body> </html>