The Nightmare

The NightmareFor the third Consecutive night Judy Quale was awakened by her husband's nightmare. He whimpered, twitched, and rattled bits of sentences in Chinese, or maybe Korean. Suddenly his left hand lashed out, striking her thigh, and she wriggled to safer territory. He switched to English and phrases tumbled over one another in senseless bursts. "Time factor critical ... nucs in Shanghai ... they'll never get enough stuff out of Sinkiang ... crazy for us but not the way the Han thinks...