Prologue

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I never thought that death was so demeaning. Until now since my mother has liver cancer. She promised me we'd go to Mexico when she got better. She promised me when she was first diagnosed that was 4 years ago. I was 8 then that's when I believed in miracles and god. But I know "God" can't help her. Now I believe in medicine. Then came the day she was hospitalized. That was 1 year ago. The doctors said she could continue with chemo or try new experimental trials. So were going to do that and then we'll go to Mexico like promised.


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