CHAPTER 4

There were days when Jack marveled at the wonders of modern technology—smartphones with access to petabytes of information, earphones without wires, electric cars with ranges now in the hundreds of miles—but in the cool dark of sunless morning, he’d give it all up for a few more minutes of sleep.  He relinquished his hold on the dream and reached from beneath the covers, pawing at the phone jittering and dancing on the nightstand.  It had buzzed an alert every two or three minutes for the past half-hour, waking him from a dead sleep.  I really must learn how to set the quiet hours on this damn thing, he thought, blinking the sleep from his eyes as he woke the phone.  He scrolled through the notifications and rubbed his eyes with his free...

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