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for additional testing.”
I stepped into the hallway, trying not to panic.
When the call ended, I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes.
That was when I realized Arthur was watching me from the end of the corridor.
“Who keeps calling you and leaving you trembling?” he asked softly.
I swallowed hard.
“My son,” I admitted. “He needs emergency heart surgery.continue reading …
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