“I remember taking my Dad to the seniors’ center to pick up his lunch. (This was the week my mother had died, and this was three weeks after he came home from his 2nd brain tumor operation.) He saw a male friend, in a wheelchair, and I remember him grasping his hand, up high like a prizefighter – and they looked at each other with this look, no words spoken, and they were both survivors.”
~Tina

Melanie Hack
Author of Who Killed My Sister, My friend
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