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Within ten minutes after Wolfe’s departure, Boodean and I have the extra cots collapsed and stored against the wall, the medications back on the shelves, and the dirty and clean linen put away, but I am still steaht Maybe I should have driven out here and told hi on Maybe I could have come back to work sooner

Fever and Chills

There isn’t much time for further self-recriminations Within five h the door

It’s Drake Trustler, aka Nick Rioli, the mobster’s driver, and he looks terrible His face is pale with dark circles under his eyes and he’s lost so ht his CCC uniform droops from his shoulders I try to remember when I last saw him It must have been before the caives a little military salute "Glad to have you back I haven’t been feeling so well"

I take a seat behind the desk and etting the mumps? I heard several of the men had it" (Muo sterile)

"Not likely Me and my brothers had the mumps in 1919 We were awful sick I reotten back fro then What are your symptoms? Does it involve your bowels? Are you able to eat?"

"Oh, nothing like that I eat all I want and I keep it down Don’t feel h and puts a blue kerchief to hiswell I wake hot and then chill I’ets out orously and pops it in the patient’s mouth before I have a chance to ask any lass tube up at eye level, his eyebrows go up "One hundred and one degrees," he reads out loud

"Is that high? What’s it supposed to be, ninety or soh" I run lands and then lay the back ofthe heat "You didn’t have a cigarette on the way over, did you?"

"Nah, I never smoke My father died of consumption, so none of us kids did"

"Can you take off your shirt?" The medic steps over to the wood stove, opens the das to warain When he stops, I place the bell of my stethoscope over his left upper chest and aain Yes, it’s still there, a rattle on the in breath and not only that, there’s a high-pitched wheeze on the out breath too "Can you cough harder? Clear your airway?"

"Yeah, I feel it, a squeaky door, every time I breathe" The man leans over, his elbows on his knees with the kerchief over his face and hacks a few times, but when I listen, the rattle’s still there and so is the wheeze

"You know, Drake I think it’s a good idea to keep you in the clinic overnight It’s probably waret Captain Wolfe or soton for a chest X-ray" Boodean gives e look

"Oh, no, Miss Myers! My ues "She knew a lady who got brain cancer that way I’ here will help It is cold in the bunkhouse and in the garage I’m on the concrete floor under the trucks all the time"