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her teeth.

The lamp beside her bed made her skin look gray.

Tears had soaked the pillowcase.

“Mom,” she whispered. “Please… make it stop hurting.”

There are moments when a mother stops negotiating with the world.

That was mine.

I sat on the edge of her bed and smoothed the hair from her damp forehead.

Her skin was cool, but her eyes looked fever-bright.

I continue reading …