Cure My Heart, Dr. Sierra
I was certain that it was around their lunchtime.
I got in line and picked up some nutritious takeout food. As I did, Eli’s voice called out, “Oh, what’s all that for?” I ignored him, continuing my search. I soon spotted Hira’s female colleagues, identifiable by their uniforms.
“Morning, ladies,” I greeted them.
“Can you give this to Hira?” I asked, holding up the food. The three of them exchanged puzzled glances.
“She’s sick. Maybe she hasn’t eaten yet. I sent her home earlier because she was sneezing non-stop,” I explained, which they nodded in understanding.
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