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FINN
“At UCLA, Richard,” I once again reminded my father where I’d met my serious girlfriend — or that’s what he thought she was. “We ran into each other at a coffee shop last week, and we’ve been nearly inseparable ever since.”
“You do seem giddy over this one, Finn.” He looked up as his nurse ran a rolling thermometer over his forehead. “I’m fine. No need for that right now. Can’t you see that I’m trying to have a conversation with my son?”
“Sorry, sir. It’s just that it’s time for me to check your vital signs. You did have that fever last night. It’s important to stay on top of this,” she argued, then showed him the reading on the thermometer. “Your temperature is up by one point.”
“That’s nothing,” he grumbled.
“It’s something. And left untreated, it can become a real problem,
