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FOURTEEN –––––––– A couple of days passed, and she didn’t see Zave at all. Bess fed her and let Devon help with the household chores in short bursts, giving the women time to bond. After lunch on that day, Thad had come to see her. He’d popped in and out over the last two days, but his visits had been social not medical. On this occasion, he performed a full check-up. He took all her vitals, asked all his standard doctor questions, quizzed her about her diet, weighed her, calculated her body fat and noted everything down on a clipboard. Every time he examined her, he wrote things down. Given what Bess had said about his aversion to updating patient notes, Devon doubted he kept a file on her. It was just habit that made him write these things down, and it would make them easier to remem
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