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Two in the Morning
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: The Empowered Woman
By Virginia Elizabeth Hayes
Tears are words that need to be written.
~Paulo Coelho
I woke drenched in sweat, the kind only abject fear or chemotherapy could cause. I looked at the clock: 2:13 a.m. I sat up.
Or, well, half sat up. The radiation site throbbed, my skin felt brittle, and my muscles stabbed me when I moved. Slumping to the side, I sighed, squinting down at a package my friend Jeff sent. It sat on top of three other packages, and beside five more stacked near the bed. Therein nestled the fear.
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