Tuesday, June 15, 2010
The emaciated man heading into the VGH cancer clinic has forgotten his lunch, and the woman who just dropped him off now calls to him from the open driver's window. He turns, surprised to hear his name. She puts the Windstar's flashers on and gets out in the rain with a bright green plastic sack. Passing it over, she reaches up and cups the side of his face in her palm.

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