“Shhhh. It will be all right, Nicky. I promise.”
Tracy stroked the back of his head. Beneath her palm she could feel a lump the size of a hen’s egg.
Forcing herself not to panic, she asked, “Do you feel OK?”
“Sort of. I feel dizzy. And super tired. The doctors ran some tests.”
“OK,” Tracy said brightly. “You get some rest. I’ll track down that doctor and see what’s what.”
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