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Chapter 28

           Itlookedlikehewasn’tdonekeepingsecretsafterall.

           TheboyswalkedbacktowardtheHomestead,wherethegirlstilllayinacoma.Thomascouldn’tstiflehisworryaboutwhatNewtwasthinking.He’dopenedhimselfup,andhereallylikedNewt.IfNewtturnedonhimnow,Thomasdidn’tknowifhecouldhandleit.

           "Ifallelsefails,"Newtsaid,interruptingThomas’sthoughts,"we’llsendyatotheGrieversgetyastungsoyoucangothroughtheChanging.Weneedyourmemories."

           Thomasbarkedasarcasticlaughattheidea,butNewtwasn’tsmiling.

           Thegirlseemedtobesleepingpeacefully,likeshe’dwakeupatanyminute.Thomashadalmostexpectedtheskeletalremnantofapersonsomeoneonthevergeofdeath.Butherchestroseandfellwithevenbreaths;herskinwasfullofcolor.

           OneoftheMed-jackswasthere,theshorteroneThomascouldn’trememberhisnamedroppingwaterintothecomatosegirl’smouthafewdripsatatime.Aplateandbowlonthebedsidetablehadtheremainsofherlunchmashedpotatoesandsoup.Theyweredoingeverythingpossibletokeepheraliveandhealthy.

           "Hey,Clint,"Newtsaid,soundingcomfortable,likehe’dstoppedbytovisitmanytimesbefore."Shesurviving?"

           "Yeah,"Clintanswered."She’sdoingfine,thoughshetalksinhersleepallthetime.Wethinkshe’llcomeoutofitsoon."

           Thomasfelthishacklesrise.Forsomereason,he’dneverreallyconsideredthepossibilitythatthegirlmightwakeupandbeokay.Thatshemighttalktopeople.

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