Date Posted:Wed, February 07 2024, 6:58:37 Author:kgp Subject: QOTD for Wednesday, February 7, 2024
The following quotation is from Go Tell The Bees That I Am Gone by Diana Gabaldon. Copyright 2021 All Rights Reserved Chapter 139 Dreams of Glory
“It’s all right, Sassenach,” he said into my hair. “I’m not . . . It’s all right.”
His voice sounded odd, almost puzzled. But he meant it; he was all right. He rubbed my back gently between the shoulder blades and I gingerly relaxed a little. He was very warm, despite the chill, and the clinical part of my mind checked him quickly - no shivering, no flinching . . . his breathing was quite normal and so was his heart rate, easily perceptible against my breast.
“Do you . . . can you tell me about it?” I said, drawing back after a bit. Sometimes he could, and it seemed to help. More often, he couldn’t, and would just shake until the dream let go its grip on his mind and let him turn away.
“I don’t know,” he said, the note of surprise still in his voice. “I mean - it was Culloden, but . . . it was different.”
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They might but not have anyone to talk to about it in those days. Jamie was lucky that Claire saw most of his terrors along with him and could understand. Plus her modern mentality of masculinity and communication between the sexes! I hate realistic nightmares, and don’t have them very often thank God. -- Kathy in PA, Thu, February 08 2024, 9:19:14
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