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I Want to Eat Your Pancreas

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Dz‘—†‘ǯ–‡˜‡‘™™Šƒ–ƒ’ƒ…”‡ƒ•†‘‡•ǡdz•Š‡–‡ƒ•‡†Ǥ Dz—”‡ †‘Ǥdz †‹†‘™Ǥ Šƒ†ǯ–ƒŽ™ƒ›•‘™ǡ‘ˆ…‘—”•‡Ȅ ǯ†‡‡†‡†–‘Ž‘‘‹– —’Ǥ ™‘—Ž†ǯ–Šƒ˜‡Šƒ†ƒ›”‡ƒ•‘–‘‹ˆ‘–ˆ‘”Š‡”Ǥ This made her happy, and she turned toward me. I could tell both from the sound of her breathing and the movement of her feet. Turning only my head, I gave her a quick glance. Her expression was so happy, her face alive with beads of perspiration. It was hard to believe she would be dead soon. Š‡™ƒ•ǯ––he only one sweating. It was July, with global warming in full effect, and the air conditioning struggled to extend to the archive room. Ž‡‡ˆ—ŽŽ›•Š‡•ƒ‹†ǡDz‘ǯ––‡ŽŽ‡›‘—Ž‘‘‡†‹–—’Ǥdz I might have tried to avoid answering, but she was too worked up to let this go. Better to just get it over with. DzŠ‡’ƒ…”‡ƒ•”‡‰—Žƒ–‡•†‹‰‡•–‹‘ƒ†‡–ƒ„‘Ž‹•ǡdz •ƒ‹†ǤDz ‘” instance, it secretes insulin that converts sugar into usable energy. Without –Š‡’ƒ…”‡ƒ•ǡ’‡‘’Ž‡…ƒǯ–ƒ‡‡‡”‰›ǡƒ†–Š‡›†‹‡Ǥ ǯ•‘””›ǡ„—– …ƒǯ– ‘ˆˆ‡”›‘—‹‡‘ƒ’Žƒ––‡”Ǥdz As I turned my attention back to my work, she howled with laughter. I ˆ‹‰—”‡†›–‹›“—‹’—•–Šƒ˜‡‰‘‡‘˜‡”„‡––‡”–Šƒ ǯ†‡š’‡…–‡†ǡ„—––Šƒ– ™ƒ•ǯ–™Š›•Š‡Žƒ—‰Š‡†Ǥ Dz ‘™ƒ„‘—––Šƒ–ǡdz•Š‡•ƒ‹†ǤDz‘—ǯ˜‡–ƒ‡ƒ interest in me after all, Šƒ˜‡ǯ–›‘—ǫdz –‘‘ƒ‘‡––‘ˆ‘”ƒƒ•™‡”ǡ–Š‡•ƒ‹†ǡDz…Žƒ••ƒ–‡†›‹‰‘ˆƒ •‡”‹‘—•‹ŽŽ‡••‹•ƒŽ™ƒ›•‰‘‹‰–‘„‡‹–‡”‡•–‹‰Ǥdz Dz‘ǡ ‡ƒme, ƒ•ƒ’‡”•‘Ǥdz ’ƒ—•‡†ǤDzŠ‘…ƒ•ƒ›ǫdz DzŠǡ…‘‡‘Ǩdz•Š‡•ƒ‹†™‹–Š‘”‡laughter. The heat must have dazed her, making her not think straight. I worried for her condition. I kept working in silence until the librarian came to get us. It was time to close up the school library for the day. I slid a book partly off the shelf to mark my position, then looked around to make sure I Šƒ†ǯ–ˆ‘”‰‘––‡ƒ›‘ˆ›’‘••‡••‹‘•Ǥ‡‡š‹–‡†–Š‡•™‡Ž–‡”‹‰ƒ”…Š‹˜‡• ˆ‘”–Š‡Ž‹„”ƒ”›ǯ•ƒ‹”‘‘ǡ™Š‡”‡–Š‡…‘‘Žƒ‹”•–”—…›•™‡ƒ–›•‹ƒ† sent a shiver down my body. Dz –ˆ‡‡Ž••‘‹…‡‹Š‡”‡ǡdzmy classmate said, as she twirled her way behind the circulation desk. She retrieved a towel from her school bag and