“Patient 507 keeps saying something about a camellia,” Dr. Eagan says.774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmZfJZiI2g6
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“He’s growing camellias in the garden,” Nurse Josephine says quickly, hoping the explanation will allow Dr. Eagan to leave without giving Patient 507 and injection.774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwdSGE88n4h
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“It seems he’s asking for a particular one,” the doctor says, leaning over the bed.774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzH9mx28ZpP
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“Oh!” Nurse Josephine says, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the pressed camellia bloom he gave her. “This one?”774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbdPkMKCYOE
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“No, no,” 507 says, thrashing against his restraints. “Camellia, not a camellia.”774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP69ui2Q5ag
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Nurse Josephine thinks about him running to her in the middle of the night. In her sleepy haze, her heart fluttered like hundreds of tiny moths brushing their wings against her ribcage. He was the flame they sought. But he just kept saying he needed to find a camellia.774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8H2NMRAQjY
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She takes a step toward the doctor and reluctantly asks, “What shall we do?”774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUgs6JgOJS8
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“Four hundred units of insulin,” the doctor says grimly, his back rigid as he straightens up.774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFQOrOuRPEI
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She fights to keep her face calm and expressionless. She nods slightly and gets the needle ready, trying to imagine him as just another nameless, faceless patient, not the man who gave her the flower.774Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyPclc9Szi7
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