“Patient 507 keeps saying something about a camellia,” Dr. Eagan says.733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOUbYcZBLCu
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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.733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpajEymeZ2w
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“It seems he’s asking for a particular one,” the doctor says, leaning over the bed.733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzPQKhu7pQY
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“Oh!” Nurse Josephine says, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the pressed camellia bloom he gave her. “This one?”733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIOfc28DYRR
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“No, no,” 507 says, thrashing against his restraints. “Camellia, not a camellia.”733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf7ST9KmgVK
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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.733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡza5A8yd2UH
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She takes a step toward the doctor and reluctantly asks, “What shall we do?”733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpQWB9roOkq
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“Four hundred units of insulin,” the doctor says grimly, his back rigid as he straightens up.733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNTMjH6Ooxw
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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.733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6i0fhbGMHf
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