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Olga and I prop Vyktor up to ease the pain in his side and help him breathe a bit more comfortably and then he closes his eyes and drifts off to sleep. Babi whispers to me, and I nod. “How is he?” Yakov whispers anxiously. He is kind enough to lower his voice so as not to wake Vyktor. “The broken... Sign in to see full entry.