After all the blood last week, Mr. Tanaka asked me to hold off on the experiment this morning at the Birch Street Nursing Home. I told him we'd see how the day went, and then I kept a close eye on him, even when he left the poker table. And not once did I see him scratch that irritated spot under his chin. Could my experiment already be a success? Grandmother has taught me not to leap to conclusions, so I handed out data collection forms to the other patients and asked them to watch Mr. Tanaka during the week for me. Mrs. Henley asked if there would be another pizza party if she made sure everyone filled out the forms. I told her I'd think about it.
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