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once said, “Don’t let them lose the chain of record.”
I laughed. A short, disbelieving sound. “Really? That’s where you are?”
“It matters.”
“Then stay alive long enough to write it yourself.”
Her mouth moved like she might have smiled. Then she slipped again.
After surgery, after the paperwork, after the dead had been counted and the living reassigned, continue reading …
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