Kristyn Fay

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I can see his eyes are dull. I didn’t cry. I asked for just one thing: ‘Say hello to our daughter and to my dear mother.’ I prayed that we’d go together. Some gods would have done it, but He didn’t let me die. I’m alive . . .”
Voices from Chernobyl: The Oral History of a Nuclear Disaster
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