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Jonathan looked up from reading the magazine he had picked
up.
The woman was having a dream, whatever it might have been,
that was for sure. As for him he had given his duties to another and had
taken a position in the woman's bedroom, sitting in a chair beside the door and
keeping his eyes on her.
So far all she had done was sleep, mumble a couple of
things and dream a lot.
He would be thankful for when the doctor arrived, that was
for sure. Miss Megan could very well be a danger to herself, much less
anyone else.
That was why he was sticking to her like
glue.
There was no way she was getting up without him guiding
her back down and making sure she didn't wonder the
house.
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