28 August 2010

one of my dad's golf buddies has a daughter with breast cancer. do I know her? I asked. Joanna, he said. She's not 25 I said, I went to high school with her. Radiation, double mastectomy, I lost my appetite. Fuck. I will send her a present but she was not my friend and I didn't know. She travelled and I saw her on the bus sometimes, she would tell me I looked great. She was beautiful, vivacious, dark hair, student council queen, the career counsellor's favourite.

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