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Each clip was enough.
Audrey leaned heavily against me.
I wrapped one arm around her and called for an ambulance with the other hand.
Helen said, “That is unnecessary.”
I said, “You do not decide what is necessary anymore.”
My mother tried to step between me and the door.
I looked at her once.
She stopped.
The operator asked questions.
I answered them as clearly as I could.
Pregnant.
Seven months.
Chemical exposure.
Visible bruising.
Private nurse present.
Family member present.
Security footage available.
Process words saved me from panic.
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