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... s eyes and dragging a hand down his face. "Hey Ash... you’re back." He blinked a few times, still groggy. "Why does my face feel... itchy?"
Alia sat cross-legged on the chair, looking way too innocent.
"No clue," she said, blinking dramatically.
"Alia..." I warned, already seeing the mischief in her eyes.
She grinned.
Right on cue, the hospital room door creaked open, and a teenage boy with the snack bag—Mrs. Jennings’ grandson, walked in. The one with the ...
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