They withdrew our lifeline just when we were drowning
Heshy was on the phone with the doctor again.
“Tomorrow? What time?” He jotted some notes down on the back of a receipt. “Okay. I appreciate that. Thank you.”
I gave him a questioning look. He sighed.
“They’re… some test results weren’t great. They want to do another scan tomorrow. Don’t worry.”
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