Ophelia snatches Lucy’s inhaler and violently kicks it beneath the heavy sideboard cabinet.
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Chapter 14 - LUCY’S POUCH
Lucy’s inhaler pouch was purple with small embroidered stars.
For months she slept with it.
The pediatric psychologist told us not to turn the pouch into a security object if possible, but not to rip it away either.
So we widened the world around it.
Her nanny carried medication sometimes.
I carried it.
School kept its own supply under policy.
Lucy learned the words:
“My medicine helps my breathing.”
Not:
Gemma saved me.
Not:
Ophelia took it.
Just what the object was for.
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By four, she could tell adults when her chest felt “tight.”
That was enough.
