TIME PASSEStheir eyes, and Lily Briscoe stirred ingin her sleep.She clutched at her blankets as a faller clutches atthe turf on the edge of a cliff;.hher eyes openedwide. Here she was again, she thought, sittingbolt upright in bed, .awake.Awake221
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