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Dennis stood next to the doctor and watched him as he traced the curve of my neck with the end of his pen. He looked concerned about what the doctor was showing him.

There was absolutely nothing he could do to help me. Nothing he would try to do. Just nothing. The surgeon stood next to the lit screen with an assured gaze.
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Submitted: Nov 10, 2007    Reads: 81    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   



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Well written.

Posted: Nov 10, 2007



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