Her father is in the Royal Adelaide, and her mother is here in the Memorial.
She is lying snuggled into the corner of a couch in the waiting room.
Peeping out of her cloth shoulder bag is the head of a joey kangaroo.
Every so often she cuddles the baby, which snuggles back and kisses her.
Probably this is breaking half the health laws in the country, but none of the nurses complain.
This is compassion.
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