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“Just make sure she’s comfortable and gets to eat whatever she wants to eat. That’s it. That was the oncologist’s parting advice, the home care instructions for the love of Jack’s life. His wife was now like a goldfish brought home from a mall pet store. The goldfish that was confined to a small fishbowl that sat on a bedroom dresser. The little goldfish you imbue with so much love. You feed it first thing every morning. You talk to it. Develop a relationship. And then one morning, after less than a week of having the fish home, you find it floating belly up in its little tank. And you realize some part of you knew this would happen. You realize that every morning you fed the fish you were saying goodbye. You just didn’t know it at the time.”

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Send Me Your Nightmares

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