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A week had gone by without Eli and I speaking, or seeing each other, for that ht, we did our best to avoid each other It rained almost every day, and it was just easier to put a hood up or hide under an umbrella until I was safely withinabout hi atWhat II felt bad that even though I didn’t mental, I often came off so I couldn’t help it, but that wasn’t really an excuse either

I could see him today

Why do I care?

Because I need to apologize

“Guinevere, you made it”

The sound of Mrs Davenpor

t's voice pulled e dress under a white coat, with her gray-auburn hair pinned back “I’et back to you about this mural—”

“It’s fine, I wasn’t expecting you to drop everything and coht over to me How are you, my dear?”

“I’, should I call you Mrs Davenport, or Dr Davenport?” She was the chairwo a white coat

“Whichever makes you more comfortable Please, let me show you where I would like the mural” She turned to lead the way

I followed, closing the distance as alked I foundfrom the nurses, doctors, and patients, to the floors and walls, the different blues, whites, and grays

Like Eli’s apartht; he had set up his apartment to match the hospital I wonder if he even realized it Why do I care?

“Guinevere, did you hear me?”

Crap “No, I’? And please, call me Gwen”

Nodding, she repeated herself “I asked, have you thought of anything to put up? Or done a mural before?”