Ray Parsons and Al Coleman winced. He leaned over and massaged his knee. Something else, too. 'The way he was crying.
Jonesy felt the little bit of food he'd eaten take an uneasy lurch in his stomach and willed it to stay where it was. There's a good chance it might happen. The unpleasant feel of the telepathy — like sweaty skin pressed against sweaty skin — was gone. A moment later the door opened and Beaver came in.
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