SERENALori fell sick three weeks later, and it felt like my heart was getting ripped out of my chest.Her forehead had been burning since noon, and I’d been on the phone with the doctor all day, following his instructions, but she wasn’t doing any better, and by the time the doctor arrived at nine she was curled into herself under a mountain of blankets, cheeks flushed, and eyes glassy with fever.“Just like I thought, It’s the flu,” the doctor said, packing up his bag. “Keep giving her fluids and let her rest, the fever should break by tomorrow. Call me if it climbs past 103.”I didn’t leave her room after he left. I told myself it was my professional duty, but the truth was simpler than that — I couldn’t have left if I’d tried. I sat propped against her headboard with her small, too-warm body curled into my side, feeding her sips of water every twenty minutes and pressing a cool cloth to her forehead, and something in my chest ached in a way that had nothing to do with the job.“Se
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