I was 12......
and still hated my mother....
life was simpler then
I could never have imagined.....
my dad would call me & w/ his voice cracking.....
I would volunteer to call my aunt & give her "the news"......
my mom would ask me to google the life expectancy.....
INOPERABLE PANCREATIC CANCER
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