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... is arm. Before I could even move, Mom came downstairs and saw everything the shattered calm, the report on the table, the red stains spreading where they shouldn’t be.
Mom knelt beside him with the first-aid kit. Grant looked like he hadn’t slept at all. His eyes were bloodshot and hollow. He tried to pull his injured hand away, almost instinctively hiding it like shame.
Mom caught his wrist gently and held it in place. Then she dipped cotton into iodine and began to clean the wo ...
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