[Bea loosens her hold enough to grab the door and nudge it shut, and then she does something she's never done before. With some delicacy she wraps an arm under Ellie's knees and lifts her up, ignoring the pain in her back and legs, and sits down on her bed. She strokes Ellie's hair, rocking her gently.]
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It's all right now, honey. It's all over.