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The feeling inside that she experienced when she saw the books was akin to the hunger she felt as food was put on the table at the end of the working day. And she knew that she needed this sustenance as surely as her body needed its fuel.
distance, a musty afternoon cordite-laden fog lingered overhead,
But the Sisters of the London Hospital had taught their nurses well: Never, never ever change your expression at the sight of a wound—they’ll be looking into your eyes to see their future. Look straight back at them.
