After being assured by Grüber it was safe and with exhaustion over-coming him, Daniel stumbled to his bed and instantly fell into a dreamless sleep. He sensed Dad in the room, but that didn"t matter. Only sleep mattered.
All too soon, rough hands were shaking Daniel awake. He snapped open his eyes, angry, lashing out. He"d only just closed them for God"s sake.
“Daniel,” Dad said urgently, shaking him again. “You have to get up. It"s almost dark, and you need to eat something.”
“So soon?” Daniel growled loudly and swung himself around, sitting on the edge of his bed and rubbing his face. He staggered into the en-suite and washed his face. It revived him a little, and he looked into the mirror. He remembered the last time he had done this, to see Martha. No, not Martha, he reminded himsel
