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    “Actually, someone should stay and stand guard,” Rosie says, as if she’d been reading my mind. “Just — in case there’s some kind of situation.” I nod. I personallywill feel much better knowing Rosie of all people is watching out for us.
    There’s an awkward moment right before Alonso and Ryan go outside, like we’re all wondering if something will happen. The wind howls again, bringing a chilly gust that smells of night into the building. It reminds us we don’t have any time to waste.
    As soon as the others are gone, Louisa hops into action. “We’re going to need to clean the cut, then dry it and seal it up,” she says, sounding like she knows what she’s doing.
    I hold her flashlight in the crook of my neck and my flashlight in my left hand. With my free hand, I pass her things when she asks for them. Water bottle. Antiseptic again. More gauze.
    “Do you have anything like tweezers?” she asks.
    I’m about to shake my head when I remember the Alliance prison camp we accidentally broke into three — can it really be only
three
? — days ago. I fish in my bag and pull out the staple remover. “Will this work?” I ask, holding it up.
    She takes it. “Perfect.” She begins plucking tiny pieces of gravel out of Drew’s arm. He winces in pain, but she’s quick. Without taking her eyes off her task, she says, “I’m sorry, about before. When I yelled at you?”
    “That’s okay. I understand.”
    “I think I was a little jealous. Of you and Maddie. The way you became friends at school. And so when I was upset, I took it out on you.”
    This surprises me. “But Maddie is your best friend, no question.”
    “I know.” She nods. “But as soon as we got to CMS, it was like she changed.” She lets out a big breath. “Or maybe it was me that changed. Anyway, she was smart to become friends with you. And I’m glad you ask all those questions.”
    “That’s impossible. No one is glad I ask so many questions.”
    Her hands don’t stop moving but she shoots me a sly, sideways glance. “I think Alonso is. At least based on the way he looks at you.”
    “What?” I ask, almost dropping the flashlight that’s balanced in the crook of my neck. As far as I can tell, Alonso looks at me the same way he looks at everything and everyone else.
    “With those big brown puppy-dog eyes like —”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say, bending my head meaningfully toward Drew in the universal signal of
I will kill you if you bring this up in front of a boy
.
    But Louisa just smiles innocently at Drew’s wound and says, “Evelyn, please hold that light steady.” Then the smile fades and her hands stop moving and she looks up at me. “I’m serious. I’m glad you are the way you are. If anyone can find her, it’s you. I know it. Liquid skin.”
    It takes me a moment to realize she’s changed topics. I hand her the little bottle of wound sealant and watch as she daubs it on expertly. It’s like she’s a whole different person, more serious and focused than I’ve ever seen her before.
    “Did you watch your parents at work a lot?” I ask.
    She tucks a stray piece of blond hair behind her ear. “Not really. They would have liked me to, I think, but Iwasn’t that interested. I — I never thought I was cut out to be a doctor. Not smart enough.”
    “Are you kidding? You’re amazing,” I tell her.
    “When I was little I used to get hurt on the playground a lot, swinging from the bars and stuff. They were always patching me up, and I guess I picked up more than I thought I did. There.” She takes a step back. “That should stop the bleeding.”
    I glance at the wound and it looks a million times better. You would have thought a real doctor did it. Drew seems to have fallen asleep at some point but it’s clear he’s going to be fine by the morning.
    We turn off our flashlights to save the batteries, move a little farther down the counter, and each take a stool. It’s