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“Teri . . .Teri . . .” Gina’s head tossed wildly on the pillow without her being awake. Her forehead glistened with sweat. “Where are you, Teri?”

“What is going on, child?” Elisabeth came through the door, carrying a glass of milk. She bent down to Gina who lay in bed, and put her hand on Gina’s forehead. “Oh my God, you have a fever!” Startled, she straightened herself again.

Restless