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*Alanna paces back and forth before George's room. After two sleepless nights and several crying jags that she would never admit to, her eyes are bloodshot and shadowed. Burying her face in her hands, she tries to steady her breathing and get control of her wayward emotions. With a resigned sigh, Alanna realizes that's not likely to happen anytime soon. She knocks on George's door and idly wonders whether she can keep from throwing up.*