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Alice peeled open her eyes and looked at me hazily. “Did I miss the party?”
I smiled at her and helped her into a sitting position. “Not at all, sweetheart,” I reassured her. Gillian passed a cold bottle of water into my hand, and I held it up to Alice’s lips. She took a few sips from me, before she impatiently took the bottle for herself and sucked it dry.
She looked around in confusion. “How long was I out for?”
“Just a few minutes. How do you feel now?”
She rubbed at her head and frowned. “Okay I guess. I could use an aspirin though.”
Gillian was already on it, and pressed two white tablets into her hand, along with a plastic cup of fruit punch, since she’d already emptied the water bottle. Alice tossed back the pills and then looked around our office. I
