“That’s not true!” I protested. “I was in the hospital! I almost died!”
She looked at me with sympathy in her eyes. “Sometimes people exaggerate in reports. But we have to investigate every claim. It’s our job.”
I showed her my hospital discharge papers with shaking hands, explained what had happened, and how I’d just gotten home yesterday. She nodded slowly, making more notes.
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“I’ll file my report, and we’ll likely need to do a follow-up visit in a week or two,” she said. “But from what I’m seeing here, this doesn’t match the report we received.”
When she left, I sat on the floor and just shook. Then, my phone buzzed on the coffee table.
It was a text message from Hailey.
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