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a small table beside his bed, somethingossible.It was tiny.
White.
About the size of my little finger.
I bent down and picked it up.
There was a removable cap on one end and a small opening underneath.
No buttons.
No writing that I couldimmediately read.
I turned it over several times.
“What in the world is this?”
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