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Chapter Thirty - One Tiny Problem
ANNIE Kameron disappeared for a while, saying he wanted to go check on Helen. While "was gone, a nurse appeared with some clothes. “We have a little cupboard of clothes that are donated for the Emergency Room. Hopefully these will fit you,” she gave me an apologetic smile and passed me a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. The pants were a little snug, and the elastic was stretched to the max, but I was able to get them over my hips. A few minutes later I signed my own discharge papers and went looking for Kam. I found him at the end of the hallway deep in conversation with Jim. Whatever they were talking about, they cut it short when I approached. Kam eye’d my ill-fitting outfit with a raised eyebrow. I shrugged and tugged at the t-shirt, trying to cover my butt, at least a little
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