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reached harder. “Give me my daughter.”
Dr. Hendricks wrapped Violet too tightly, covering her face more than necessary. Her cry muffled.
“She needs specialized care.”
“What care?” I demanded. “Her airway is clear enough to cry. Her color is stable. Put her on my chest.”
He did not look at me.
He looked at Nadine.
Sarah saw it. “Doctor.”
The second nurse moved continue reading …
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