Dear Ellie,
Your jaundice got a little bit worse today, so they put you on light treatment again. It refracts from the tape on your torso and casts a broad beam of light on the ceiling. Whenever you breath, it shimmers and dances across the tiles above us. It reminds me of the shadow puppets that one creates with their hands around a campfire, except rather than making you look like a darkened silhouette, you appear instead as some ethereal creature of light. And it makes you seem so much bigger...
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