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Maybe there will be a window where we can look out over the city. Would you do that for me?” “I’d do anything for you, honey,” said Elena. “Let’s get dressed and head out.” And once they were dressed, they ran down the hall, and up the stairwell, giggling and pinching one another and acting like, well, seventh graders.