It was time for my annual physical and the inevitable lab work. I don’t like giving blood, so l try to distract myself from the needle at hand. With that in mind, and with my shirtsleeve rolled-up to expose my arm, I casually turned to the nurse and asked her about the photo taped to the nearby wall. She told me that the boy and the girl in the photo were hers, ...Read More »
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