I Turned My Phone Face Down While My Whole Family Fell Apart

to rip out every tube attached to me and stand up on broken bones if that’s what it took.

“Jean.”

She pulled the visitor chair closer and sat. “Greg called me two days before he died.”

I couldn’t feel my feet. Maybe because of the injury. Maybe not.

“He asked me to witness a letter,” she said. “Not legal. Just personal. He said if anything ever got twisted continue reading …