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once a month. Brought chocolate chip cookies. Taught Isabelle about emergency medicine. Read to Hannah. Never pushed. Never tried to replace anyone. Just present.
“Saturday,” I said. “He texted this morning.”
My phone buzzed.
Dr. Ortiz: Isabelle’s six-month scan came back. Clear. No cancer detected. She’s officially in remission. You did it, Marilyn. continue reading …
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