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Posting this chapter two days early because it's extremely short and I want to upload something longer on Wednesday


 I know the exact amount of times in my life that my heart stopped beating, four, only four times. The first time I was still in my mother's womb. The second was when my dad died in a construction accident. The third was three years ago when my mom called to tell me that Milo didn't have the flu, he had cancer. And the fourth, the fourth was happening right now as the doctor tells us my little brother, the same little boy I'd eaten pancakes with this morning, is never coming home.




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