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September 20, 2011

Sometime before lunch, she took his hand in hers. You’ve bitten your nails to the quick, she said. Such a bad habit.

After lunch, when the paramedics tried to revive him, she again took his hand in hers. This time, it was so much colder than before. This time, she said what she wished she had earlier, what she had really meant.

I’m worried about how stressed you’ve been, she should have said. I love you.

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