Then years.
The same truck.
The same flower.
The same silence.
I asked my daughter if she recognized him.
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Then years.
The same truck.
The same flower.
The same silence.
I asked my daughter if she recognized him.
The fluorescent, tube style lighting of the pediatric clinic staff pantry hummed a dull, monotonous, vibrating tune. It was a frequency that usually faded…