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cold. I stared at the blank screen of the monitor, waiting for the first beep.
“Is he still outside?” I asked.
Sarah did not answer. She adjusted the monitor dials, her eyes fixed on the green line tracing my heart’s rhythm.
The machine beeped twice, a slow, uneven sound that filled the small cubicle. I closed my eyes, trying to remember the quiet of continue reading …
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