While I sat there watching him sleep, I noticed his shoulders were trembling. The air conditioner was blowing directly at him. I stood quietly and turned it off. The room fell into a softer silence.

He needed a blanket.

Since he had come from upstairs when I arrived, I went up the staircase. The hallway was long and quiet, lined with doors. Of course I did not know which was which. I tried the first door. Locked. The second. Also locked. The third door opened and I stepped inside.

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