Desperately, I latch back, clinging because I have nothing else to do and I need to hold onto something. "I can't stop thinking about this," I admit, voice raw and low. "I don't want to die, I don't want to leave you and Joe, I don't...I don't want to die before I turn forty."
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Date: 2009-04-23 11:00 am (UTC)