not let anyone die.” After a few tears slid down her cheeks, one hitting her wobbly lip, I rasped, “I’ll fight with my last breath to keep you alive.” I held as steadfast and calm as I could when I shared, “My dad couldn’t survive without my mom, and I don’t need years of knowing you to understand how he felt. I won’t survive without you.” The confession was too soon, too early, but we were already on what felt like borrowed time, so she had to know how I felt. “If for some reason I can’t save you, I’ll be sure to take out as many motherfuckers as I can on my way out the door with you.” I
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