adjusted the monitor, then noticed Janelle watching her.
You want to ask me about him? Carla said.
Janelle sat up a little.
You saw him? Carla nodded.
He was shaking when he got here.
Looked like he might drop right there at the entrance.
Was he hurt? Hard to say, but he looked sick, hungry, too.
Carla lowered her voice.
He kept saying, “Help her first.
” That was all he cared about.
Janelle’s throat tightened.
Did he give a name? No.
When I turned back, he was gone.
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