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Bridget had developed a terrible headache. She watched Rosalie, who laid on Bridget’s bed, crying her eyes out. She had tried consoling her daughter, but Rosalie was inconsolable.

She kept sobbing and muttering, “He is leaving. He is leaving. So restless. He is so restless. He is hurting. He is leaving.”

Bridget was torn. She had tried to get Rosalie to explain or elaborate, but she wouldn’t say a