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Chapter 6
Chapter Six “Hey, how’s he doing? Do you need fresh water?” Mechelle asked, peering through a small opening in the curtain. Lina glanced up from where she was running the damp cloth over Edge’s bare flesh. For the past three hours, she had been tenderly running the tepid water over his hot skin. Goosebumps covered his body now. “No, I think I’ll give his body a chance to rest before I do any more. I could use some soup for him, though,” she replied. Mechelle nodded. “I have a pot warming. I’ll bring some for you both,” she said. “Thanks, Mechelle,” Lina replied, carefully folding the wet cloth and hanging it on the side of the bucket. “Hey, Mechelle,” Bailey said. Lina listened as Bailey and Mechelle talked quietly outside the curtain. She pulled the thin blanket over Edge’s body. H
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