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The Operation
Journal Article

The Operation

2024
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Overview
[...]figures in pale coats and pale trousers passed-male, female, dark, light-casting soothing looks toward the small boy clutching a ragged rabbit. Nicky sat against the pillows in a tied-at-the-back hospital gown as one young medical person after another entered breezily, stood officially bedside, and asked his name-Nicholas Cooper Scott-and his age-nine-and why he was there. Deep within, six or seven people in pale hospital garb, their shoes covered with plastic bags, milled about, checked monitors sprouting wires, muttered to each other. Last week Ivy had hauled the air conditioner out from under the linen curtain cover and it was rattling in the window.
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University of Virginia,Virginia Quarterly Review