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“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.”
C.S.Lewis ‘A Grief Observed’This man behind the glass was more than shot. Laid carefully out, dark hair a bruise on the pillow, he was swathed in white, tubed to the gills and surely dying. The thought of the phone call to Rachel that evening swayed her balance:. Her hand went out and found a shoulder.