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down at her hand.

The same hand that had graded thousands of school papers.

Cooked his meals.

Managed their household.

Held his when he was sick.

Signed the organ-donation consent form that had kept him alive.

“Where is your wedding ring?”

“I left it on your watch at the hospital.”

Victor reached into his coat pocket.

He had carried the gold band with him.

He continue reading …