“But then, I realized something. I realized how very, very lucky I was. I mean, for goodness’ sake, I outlived my knees! I outlived my hair, and my eyes, and my skin!” She laughed and threw her hands in the air. She looked delighted. “And that’s a … good thing?” “Good?” Doreen said with a little shrug. “It’s a lucky thing, at least. Because there are plenty who don’t, dear.” Her voice got quiet. “Too many. People I’ve known and loved, wonderful people, who didn’t get to outlive very much. Didn’t outlive their parents. Didn’t outlive their childhood, even. People I’ve known and loved and lost
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