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Feb. 1st, 2008 09:57 pmShe wakes up shivering.
When she finally pushes herself to a sitting position, she feels her lip stinging. Frowning, she lifts a hand to her mouth and winces. Her fingers come away bloody.
Her heart is suddenly banging in her ears.
She must have flailed around in the nightmare, she tells herself. Hit herself in the mouth. It could have happened -- that nightmare -- that nightmare was--
Ruth.
And then the tears come, all of a sudden, hot and salty and stinging in the cut on her lip, and she curls up into herself and sobs.