During the week, her uniform was the blue and white scrubs of a nurse, the job she had suffered at for twenty-seven years. Martin said “Hi” to her in the halls every day now, a sure sign of trouble. We're lost. One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy object. A quarter of an hour passed. His last actions were futile.
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