My Brother Hated Me Until I Died
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The sunset over Portland looks like something out of a postcard tonight. Too bad I won't be around to see many more of them.
Six months. That's what Dr. Martinez gave me this afternoon. Stage four stomach cancer, spreading fast. I sat in my car in the hospital parking lot for an hour afterward, trying to figure out who I'm supposed to call with news like this.
My phone buzzes—my brother, right o...
Six months. That's what Dr. Martinez gave me this afternoon. Stage four stomach cancer, spreading fast. I sat in my car in the hospital parking lot for an hour afterward, trying to figure out who I'm supposed to call with news like this.
My phone buzzes—my brother, right o...