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her back up a few centimetres and then slumped down again.
“Shall I help her?” asked Jasmine.
“No, leave her be,” said Dad. “She’s finding her strength. She needs to do it herself.”
Nadia came into the kitchen, carrying the bathroom scales in one hand and her laptop in the other.
“How’s Ella?” asked Dad.
“Not great. It’s terrible timing too, in the middle of her A levels. I hope she gets some sleep.”
Dad sighed again and took his truck keys from the hook on the wall.“I’ll go and collect the deer now, before I check the sheep.”
“Thanks, Michael,” said Mum, as he left the kitchen.
“Are those scales for weighing Dotty?” asked Jasmine.
Nadia smiled. “Dotty, is it? That’s a sweet name.”
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