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           "

           "My,aren’twecynicalthismorning,"Louissaid.Hewas,infact,alittlenonplussed.

           Shetippedhimawinkthatmadehimgrin."Idon’ttakeittoheart,Doctor.Neithershouldyou."

           "Where’sStephennow?"

           "Inyouroffice,answeringmailandtryingtofigureoutthelatesttonofbureaucraticbullshitfromBlueCross-BlueShield,"shesaid.

           Louiswentin.Charlton’scynicismnotwithstanding,hefeltcomfortablyinharness.

           Lookingbackonit,Louiswouldthinkwhenhecouldbeartothinkaboutitatallthatthenightmarereallybeganwhentheybroughtthedyingboy,VictorPascow,intotheinfirmaryaroundtenthatmorning.

           Untilthen,thingswereveryquiet.Atnine,halfanhourafterLouisarrived,thetwocandy-striperswhowouldbeworkingthenine-to-threeshift,camein.Louisgavethemeachadoughnutandacupofcoffeeandtalkedtothemforaboutfifteenminutes,outliningtheirduties,andwhatwasperhapsmoreimportant,whatwasbeyondthescopeoftheirduties.ThenCharltontookover.AssheledthemoutofLouis’soffice,Louisheardherask:"Eitherofyouallergictoshitorpuke?You’llseealotofbothhere."

           "OhGod,"Louismurmuredandcoveredhiseyes.Buthewassmiling.AtougholdbabelikeCharltonwasnotalwaysaliability.

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