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If you ignore the words, there’s an honesty in the emotion that fleets across faces in conversation.
He died when I was twelve. He also had cancer, but an oncoming train cured him.
It doesn’t matter what the doctors say, there’s no fatal disease that doesn’t feel contagious to the person sitting next to you.
I was carrying not only the burden of my sickness but the pressure of making something worthwhile of each day now that my towering stack of them had fallen into ruin and left me clutching at each hour as it slipped between my fingers.