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Once the door was closed and they were alone, the Old lady clutched Chloe’s hand, her voice a fragile rasp. "My head is throbbing so fiercely... I don't think I can make it. Go and tell them not to wait for me."

"But Grandmother—"

"No 'buts.' The doctor will be here any minute." The Old lady cut her off, patting Chloe’s hand with a comforting finality. "Don't worry