Leia stared. Then, impulsively, she put the tablet on her pillow, placed her hands over her ears, and pressed her forehead to the screen—as if trying to listen through the digital skin.
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Or so they thought. On the second night, unable to sleep, Leia found herself scrolling through her grandmother’s old tablet—a dusty Samsung that still held a charge. The tablet had been a gift from Leia’s father, meant to keep Nenek Suri entertained during her final months in the hospital. Mostly, it contained solitaire games, blurry photos of cats, and a half-finished grocery list. Leia stared