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C onnor is here. He touches her hand—or, rather, the spot on the cast that hides her hand. She hears him sniffle and knows he is crying. He must be alone.

"I don't know if you can hear me," he says, "but you're gonna get through this, Flo. You have to. I need you. Iris needs you."

The room feels different with him in it. Full.