“Hi, this is a call from the cancer clinic. We got your results back. The doctor said to tell you that you have the magic cancer, and that you’d know what that meant.” I freeze. And then I play it again. And then one more time. I start to yell. “I have the magic cancer! I have the magic cancer!” Toban comes running out of the house, and I sink into his arms, crying. We are both trying to smile with that weary look of people overwhelmed by the prospect of hope. “I might have a chance,” I manage to say between sobs. “I might have a chance.” He hugs me tightly, resting his chin on my head. And
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