“That’s… good, right?” I asked.
She hesitated.
“I rang the bell,” she said quietly. “You know, the one they have for cancer patients when they finish chemo.”
I nodded. I’d heard of it.
“Congratulations,” I said.
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“That’s… good, right?” I asked.
She hesitated.
“I rang the bell,” she said quietly. “You know, the one they have for cancer patients when they finish chemo.”
I nodded. I’d heard of it.
“Congratulations,” I said.
Nathaniel “Nathan” Whitmore was the category of individual citizens respected from a distance and seldom comprehended in proximity. He possessed a colossal percentage of…