Then I considered walking alone.
Mom had even offered.
None of those choices felt wrong.
They just didn’t feel right.
“What do you mean?” I asked Michael.
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Then I considered walking alone.
Mom had even offered.
None of those choices felt wrong.
They just didn’t feel right.
“What do you mean?” I asked Michael.
The fluorescent, tube style lighting of the pediatric clinic staff pantry hummed a dull, monotonous, vibrating tune. It was a frequency that usually faded…