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The sterile hospital air gave way to the warm, dusty smell of a Southern afternoon as Jude shouldered the doors open, sunlight slicing through the floating motes. Mrs. Tillman sighed behind the counter, a familiar lecture on her lips, but he leaned on the desk with a worn smile, promising to have her back safe and sound. She muttered something about his father's short fuse as she led him down the quiet, polished hall. In the dim room, she sat by the window, her finger tracing a path in the condensation. 'Hey,' he whispered, voice rough with disuse. 'Let's go feel the sun.' She warned him it was asking for trouble. He gave a one-shouldered shrug. 'My specialty.' Minutes later, they escaped into the pine-scented openness. He held the passenger door of his pickup; she slipped inside, squinti…