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People would tell her to be strong. But she'd already been strong. She had lifted her dying, leaking, groaning little girl out of her sweat-and- pee-soaked bed. She had stayed awake for eighteen-hour stretches, lying or pacing on the carpeted floor, listening to the thump-hiss of the oxygen apparatus and
The pills had always had the power to move truths into the next room.
What would
In your dreams, they would say.
They had the balls not to be fooled.
Author of The Deep End of the Ocean, Jacquelyn Mitchard's new novel, Still Summer, is out in August, 2007. Visit www.Jackiemitchard.com.
Copyright © 2007 Jacquelyn Mitchard
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