Spectres From The Past 44/52 by Susanne Bennett

44_   Meanwhile, Cosmé was sound asleep on the sofa. Renata kept an eager watch over her friend. She adjusted Cosmé’s blanket when she turned on the sofa and bared her shoulders. She dabbed Cosmé’s forehead with a cold wet cloth whenever she detected a few pearls of sweat. She took Cosmé’s pulse every time...

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