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feet away from her parents with a hard-on
to rival a porn star's.
    Kaylom grinned at his
predicament and willed his dick to behave, with mediocre success.
    "Don't
start this again, Trevor. She's not a little girl anymore," Jenny said.
    Her husband
stopped his pacing and glared at her.
    "Don’t you
think I know that? If she were I would still be able to keep her safe, not have
her live on her own and put herself at risk like
that."
    Jenny swiped
away another tear and took a step closer to her husband. He took a deep breath
when she put both hands on his chest and smiled up at him.
    "I know, Trev , but she's a grown woman now with a thriving practice.
She's blind not incapable, and this could have happened to anybody. Thank
goodness there was someone there to save her."
    Trevor tensed
anew and shook his wife's hands off.
    "Yes, and
that is my point. You heard what she said, what she called him."
    They both
glanced across and looked straight at him, and Kaylom held his breath. He knew they couldn't see him, but nonetheless the worry in
their eyes was hard to take. This was why he had left the first time after all.
He didn't want to be the cause of any trouble between Macie and her parents. He
knew he needed to leave again, but first he had to make sure Macie was okay.
    "Yes, the
paramedic who brought her in said she seemed to know who saved her. Someone
called Kaylom ?" Nurse Lucy asked, and wrote
something in Macie's notes. "She seemed very worried about him and said
he'd been injured." She looked from Trevor to Jenny and back again and
pursed her lips.
    "If you
know who he might be and where we can find him, the police would be most
interested in speaking to him to shine some light on what's happened. Most, if
not all of the blood covering your daughter wasn't hers, so he clearly was
injured in the attack and must be in need of medical attention."
    Kaylom tensed anew as
Trevor paled and shook his head.
    "No, you
don’t understand. This Kaylom is just a figment of
her imagination. He's not real. And that's my point. What if this attack has
brought all that shit back again. I can't stand to see her talking to herself
again like she used to."
    To her credit
Nurse Lucy took this revelation in her stride.
    "Well,
whoever saved your daughter is very real. He killed a man, and he bled
profusely. The police recovered a bloodied knife at the scene, and it was
covered in the same blood-like substance that covered your daughter."
    "Blood-like
substance?" Jenny asked.
    "Yes, we're
running some tests, but it doesn’t seem to be human blood. The police are
looking into it, and I've really said too much already, but I wanted to put
your mind at rest so to speak. There was someone there, either this Kaylom or, well … who knows. I'm sure there's a perfectly
reasonable explanation. For now, I would suggest you go home, grab some things
for her overnight stay, and by the time you get back she'll no doubt be awake
and much more coherent."
    Lucy smiled at
them and left them alone in the cubicle.
    Trevor swore
under his breath, and Jenny, too, tensed.
    "If he's
not a figment of her imagination, then what the fuck is he?"
     

Chapter Two
     
    Macie blinked to
try to moisten her gritty eyes. Everything hurt, and there was an annoying beep
in her ear. What the hell was going on?
    "Darling,
you're awake. Finally. How you're feeling?"
    Macie winced as
her mother's excited words seemed to echo around her skull, and she carefully
cracked one eye open and turned into the direction of her mother's voice. To
reassure her further she tried to form her lips into the semblance of a smile,
even as the events that led to her lying on a hospital bed flooded back into
her consciousness with alarming clarity.
    Kaylom . Had he really
been there, saved her?
    "Macie,
don't start that again. You know he's not real." Her father's voice
confirmed that she must have said Kaylom's name out
loud, and Macie winced at the annoyed undertones.
    It transported
her right back