The past few months had been a whirlwind.  Doctors’ appointments, surgeries, phone calls. Anger, fear, strength all wrapped up together.  During this ride, she was alone. She wiped away a single tear. Enough, she thought.  I won’t give in with anymore tears. The car was hot, but she didn’t mind the late June sun baking her.  She was a little comforted by it; it enveloped her like a much needed hug. The doctor’s office had been cold, in more ways than one.  Not the doctor. He was wonderful. Just the overwhelming mood. She pushed the ignition button and the radio came on. She immediately silenced it.  Quiet with her thoughts was what she presently desired. As she backed out of the spot, she thought, What am I going to tell him?  He wasn’t ready to be...

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