“Patient 507 keeps saying something about a camellia,” Dr. Eagan says.668Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwpyeqw4B1X
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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.668Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOOcrZ6sjCp
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“It seems he’s asking for a particular one,” the doctor says, leaning over the bed.668Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHAhLEsXYYp
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“Oh!” Nurse Josephine says, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the pressed camellia bloom he gave her. “This one?”668Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBMYzwZ59pI
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“No, no,” 507 says, thrashing against his restraints. “Camellia, not a camellia.”668Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1QuwR7zU7O
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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.668Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡixFXYiu6C9
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She takes a step toward the doctor and reluctantly asks, “What shall we do?”668Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKjlaIleVlh
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“Four hundred units of insulin,” the doctor says grimly, his back rigid as he straightens up.668Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNwIh1IziTa
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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.668Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3m1sDIQhxG
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