D'Mok Revival 1: Awakening by Michael J. Zummo

Author:Michael J. Zummo
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
ISBN: 9780989004404
Publisher: Zummo Books, LLC
Published: 2013-10-14T17:00:00+00:00

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He felt himself floating, his exhaustion inexplicably gone. A gentle ringing beckoned, but from what direction he couldn’t tell. In the distance, a single-point light began to grow and spiral, and then careened toward him. He reached out to buffer the impact as it washed over him.

The darkness lifted and he found himself lying in a bed, the one in his first apartment, back on his Plutaran assignment, the one before his transfer to the doomed Coalition space station. The ringing from before faded as he looked around, confused and in disbelief.

On his nightstand was a mound of used tissues, piled next to a few throat lozenges and a tall, half-filled glass of water. Just beyond it sat a tray with pills and a tiny oblong container. Thick covers were pulled up to his waist, while his back was propped up by a number of sturdy pillows.

He felt a stinging throb in his arm, and groaned.

“You okay, hon?”

The sweet sound pierced right through him.

Gentle steps approached the door, and it opened. A copper-skinned beauty appeared. “I said, are you okaaaay?”

His eyes doubted, second only to his heart. Still, when he met her loving gaze, he drew a quick breath and held it. He was transfixed. Something inside him lurched alive; a sensation left cold for an eternity suddenly swelled. Trembling like a wounded child, he reached for her. He wanted to say something, any one of countless things left unsaid before she… How? How could this be? His lips opened, but emotion had claimed his voice.

Tears welled in his eyes. She saw and laughed, then chided, “Oh, hon. It’s just a cold. Can’t be that bad, can it?”

He felt a tear streak down his jaw as she took his hand and eased her body to sit next to him. He forced himself to say her name. “Anaka.”

She smiled, and her hand stroked the side of his head. His face, then body tingled with her touch, and he wrapped his arms around her and held tight. Stillness came to his weary mind; warmth filled his broken spirit. All that mattered was held safe in his arms once more, and he would never let anything take her away again.

“Honestly, hon. Your son isn’t this much of a baby.”

He looked into her eyes and could summon only broken words. “Anaka. No. You don’t understand, you—”

“You’re going to be just fine. Before you know it, you’ll be your old self again.”

She released her embrace and gently laid him back against the pillows. “How’s your arm?”

Arm? And again, he felt pain.

Her smile melted when she saw the wound. “Oh my gosh! Haven’t you been using the ointment?”

She pulled away from his grip and grabbed the oblong container from the nightstand. Placing two fingers inside, she scooped a small gob of milky-white salve. The thick substance held its form. He rested his head by her heart. Again she laughed gently. “Your mother warned me of this.”

He winced at first, but the salve soon cooled the irritation.

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