C22 Voice crying loud, I've been crying for days now and as I start to run, I stop to breathe.

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Voice crying loud, I've been crying for days now and as I start to run, I stop to breathe.

"Who is he?"

His voice made me stopped what I was supposed to do. I placed the lap harp on the side table before facing him. He played with his black penlight as he leaned on the glass window adjacent to the patient's bed.

I furrowed my brows. "Didn't you read the patient's name