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... -drunk and now lukewarm in her hand. She didn’t seem to mind.
Her other hand reached into her coat pocket — brushing past the folded corner of the little sketch Billy had shown her just days ago.
Her pace slowed near the nurses’ station. Familiar faces smiled at her gently — the kind reserved for someone who’d been seen too many hours in the same chair.
"You holding up okay?" one of the nurses asked as she passed.
Camila nodded.
"Yeah. Just needed air." ...
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