My Uncle Borrowed Money And Disappeared Repeatedly Until He Needed My Help And I Gave One Final Answer

diminished in the hospital bed, smaller than I remembered him. The suit that didn’t fit his life was gone, replaced by a hospital gown and the particular vulnerability of people who have been cut open and put back together and are not yet sure the new configuration will hold.

He looked at me when I came in and didn’t say anything for a long moment.

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