John never left.I had thought the brutal cold and the altitude sickness would eventually force him to give up. Instead, he bought a house and settled down here.Every day when I went out to see patients, someone would inevitably whisper to me, “Dr. Summer, that handsome guy is watching you again from over there.”I started keeping my door shut.Seeing how much I clearly wanted nothing to do with him, John stopped hovering where I could see him.On night, I heard faint noises coming from outside my window, but I was too exhausted to get up and check.The next morning, I was surprised to find that the window the wind had broken had been repaired. It was even sturdier than before. One night, someone knocked on the clinic door. I thought it was a patient, but when I opened the door, no one was there. Only a large bucket of hot water sat on the ground.In winter here, water was a scarce resource.Many poor families did not even have gas for heating. They had to boil water the old-
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