The truth detonated in a single phrase: directed donation. Someone had chosen me, by name, to live. Not my distracted children, not a miracle stranger. Marcus. The man who had driven me, bathed me in fluorescent clinic light, and finally confessed he’d crossed the yellow line that killed my wife and chained me to the machine. Rage should have con… Continues…
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