Pandora sinks against Ob's chest as he holds them tight against him... he's okay; he woke and talked to them... Chloe coos softly to her father... not aware yet that he has drifted off again. Pandora finally lets go... there has been a tension in her shoulders that she could not free till she knew her husband was really himself. She surrenders to the sleep that has been evading her, her last glance of her sleeping daughter with her hand resting on her fathers chest... tomorrow we go HOME.....
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