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Chapter 25
CHAPTER 25
Jane walked around, constantly checking on the patients. It had been a few hours since she had administered the pain relief medication to them and all that was left was to wait it out.
At the moment of despair, she had remembered how her mother used to read the Bible to her every time she was scared as a little girl. It was a tradition they had adhered to not because they did every night, but reading from the scriptures had given Jane courage as a little girl and as a growing adult.
When she volunteered as a medical staff during that war, she had carried the Bible along with her, and it had been the rock she leaned on each time things got too harsh, or she lost hope that the men they were treating would recover. She had also read specific passages to dying patients and had seen the relief come over their features, the hope that they had something to look forward to.
And so when there was n
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