Noreen set aside half a day to accompany Halley to a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. The stubborn old man grumbled the entire way but ultimately couldn't win against Noreen's persistence. When the acupuncture began, Noreen kept her distance, but she could still hear Halley's theatrical cries of pain.
"Ms. Gilmore?"
Jude Wilder, at the hospital to pick up medication for his father, Seymour, spotted her and looked surprised. "Are you sick?"
"No, I'm with an elderly friend."
"Oh." Jude had always been awkward around Noreen, and simply greeting her was the extent of his social courage. Noreen didn't seem inclined to chat, either. After a brief exchange, they went their separate ways.
Jude returned to Seymour's room with the medicine and mentioned running into Noreen.
"Why didn't you invite her for a meal?" Seymour chided.
"She was with an elder, taking them to the doctor."
"Well, did you find out which elder? Should we pay them a visit?"
"Dad, stop worrying about these things and focus on getting better," Jude said, clearly reluctant.
Seymour shot him a disapproving glare. "You're hopeless! This is the woman who holds your future in her hands. Can't you be a little more resourceful?"
"I know, I know," Jude mumbled dismissively, collapsing onto the sofa and pulling out his phone. He saw a new social media post from Bianca and tapped on it. It was a photo of her and Seth playing golf.
He opened a group chat and tagged them. "Why didn't you two invite me to play? I'm going stir-crazy in this hospital."
Bianca replied quickly: "It's not too late to come now. We just started."
"On my way!"

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