Sam didn’t think much of lung purification treatments, but at least he got to stare into Eleanor’s eyes. They were bright blue with green flecks, and he wasn’t sure he’d ever get tired of them.

He’d worried at first about how panicked she seemed, but once she calmed down, he enjoyed gazing into the blue depths.

“You’ll need to contact your parents, kiddos,” Mrs. Jackson said. The medical people informed them about what’s going on, but I’m sure they’re worried.”

Sam had to pull his hands away from Eleanor’s, which was a wrench, but his parents would be worried. He tapped out a quick message to his dad and then a longer one to his mom.

Mom’s reply came back first. “Are you all right? Where are you?...

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