Leah was in one of the tents in the eastern section when she noticed the clinic nurse, Pranshi, outside. Trying not to lose the thread of what the woman in front of her was saying she caught Pranshi’s eye and gave her a small nod to indicate she had noticed she was there.
‘It could be nothing,’ she said when the woman stopped speaking. ‘But it would be good to be sure.’ She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, trying to ignore the stifling heat in the tent. ‘I’ll try to arrange for some tests.’
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