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Criminal

Valentine

1978.954 - 2002.168 Phoebe Judge

I slipped into my mother's room, and unlike the way I'd left her the night before, now her eyes were open, and she seemed to be struggling to breathe. The nurse came in, and we gave my mother her medicine early, and then the nurse put a patch on my mother's neck to help her breathe. It didn't work. I was trying not to let my mother see how upset I was at the fact that she seemed to be struggling.

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