She abandoned me at birth, and thirty years later fate brought us together again — now I am her attending doctor, the one who decided whether she would live or die.
I was born in the middle of winter — at the very end of February, when the cold still holds the earth, and hope for spring seems elusive. In a small town where summer seemed never to come. There, snow would settle as a dense blanket already in December and linger until April. The entrances […]
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