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Henry knows what he
wants, and it’s not me. And all I really want to do is just veg out and watch old movies.”
“He’s dead to me,” Drew says, like a switch has flipped in her brain. “Scorched earth. Dead to me.” Anna nods. “His pulse is nonexistent. The doctor is pronouncing the time of death as n...
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“You get dressed…not really dressed. Just, like, daytime-pajamas dressed. And Drew and I are on snack duty. Meet you in the ...
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My greatest hope for you, my love, is that you choose yourself as well. Choose what makes you happy. Things, places, people. Only choose the ones that bring that delight to you. Don’t be a hostage to duty or obligation. I didn’t carry you and birth you and raise you to waste your precious life on anything except unbridled joy. Choose joy. As I lie here, I can tell you my only regrets are the times I did not choose myself. Maybe joy isn’t always a choice. Maybe things aren’t that simple. But then…maybe they are.
“I’m honored to witness your pain.”