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he near-whispered.
George crouched over Jerry’s motionless body, connected at their mouths by a thin line of spittle. A siren blared in the distance, a reminder of the past’s inexorable intersection with the present. Consequence.
Again, more urgently, “How can I ask?”
Wiping the sweat from his pallid face, he began a high, nervous laugh. “How can……… allergic………. How can I ask………..” The laugh had become the quick panting of hyperventilation. “How can I ask………… HOW CAN I ASK?”
There was a knock at the door.