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My Sister Signed Papers Before I Was Dead

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I hate, and cried when Aunt Joyce threw them out because ICU habits die hard and lilies stink. The second time, she brought socks.

Plain gray.

Better.

Vanessa never apologized.

She sent one message through her attorney asking if I would make a statement supporting “family reconciliation” before sentencing.

I sent back a photo of the old directive.

The one continue reading …

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