He Asked Me to Stop Talking About My Cancer

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Marcus kept rubbing the back of his neck.

He did that when he wanted people to think he was upset.

“Natalie, just tell me what you need me to do.”

I looked at the television mounted high on the wall. Some daytime judge show. The volume was off. Two people yelling without sound.

A nurse named Brenda came in to check my temperature and blood pressure.continue reading …