Sleep was a problem. If my life continued the way it was going, I'd end up with some kind of weird night disorder scientists would want to study. I tossed and turned, mind bouncing from Quaid to Ameline to wondering if he'd kissed her and if he liked it. He better not like it. Better not.

Sassafras sighed next to me for the millionth time, his way of letting me know I was disturbing him. Yeah, suck it up, fuzzball. My love life just fell apart around me and he was worried ...