On one random night in Tabula Rasa, random things began to happen once again. At precisely midnight, Zell Dincht, Polly O'Keefe and Calvin O'Keefe began dreaming much deeper. They no longer responded to the outside world. Their dream took them to a world far away. Eventually others would come to make sure their sleeping bodies were okay, but none
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Truth was, I still wanted to talk to him. He'd looked so lost when we found him at the phone, trying to get in touch with his family. It was alarming enough to wake up beside a woman you hadn't seen for over a year; it was something else again to discover that we didn't have any phone numbers of my many aunts and uncles on my father's side.
But as we neared Daddy's hut -- the one he'd shared with Mother and now shared with Adam, I frowned. The place was quiet. Too quiet. I picked up the pace and walked around to the front to knock on the door.
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By the next time he cracks open an eye, the hut is empty and bright with late morning, and his head is aching from dehydration. He forcibly pushes himself out of bed, Fortinbras whining mournfully as he stands, and eventually chucks himself into the shower for want of something productive to do.
More awake, he's thinking of checking in at the Compound and the lab when the sound of knocking breaks the quiet. He pulls open the door and blinks in surprise. "Oh. Hi Polly. Zell."
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I looked at Fortinbras, who whimpered a little and nuzzled Adam's hand. Then I looked up at Adam. "You don't... look too well. Didn't somebody come along and check on you two?"
That was standard procedure, but sometimes people got missed.
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"Really Pol," Adam continued, "I'm all right, although now I'd like to check up on your old man. I'd have thought you two would have passed him on the way over."
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But there wasn't.
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The hut was neat. Possibly too neat. That didn't register.
It wasn't that he hadn't been touched by loss in his time on the island, but Adam hadn't been trained yet to immediately think of disappearances. Certainly not when Calvin could just be out for a run, right?
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But... no. Not him!
I let out a gasp that was part sob. It sounded like a hiccup.
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Fortinbras, ever sensitive, let out another mournful sound, more wrenching than a whine, and climbed out of Adam's unresisting arms to butt agitatedly against Polly's legs.
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"It's okay," I said. I cleared my nose with a sniff, but my eyes watered. "It's okay, really." I gulped. "He's home, now. He's with Mother."
That should make things better, but while it was some comfort intellectually, it still hurt. It hurt bad. Daddy had opened his arms to me. HIm being here with Mother told me that there were still things I could count on. He'd made my stay here bearable. And now he was gone.
I bit my lip, and then broke down crying.
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