Marcus was in the final stages of colon cancer. He was only fifty-seven, but his body looked like he was ninety. Marcus and his wife, Judy, knew that he didn’t have much time. She held Marcus’s hands and looked at him with the mature love of a woman married to her best friend.
Marcus’s body had begun the process of shutting down, but he was quite alert for his condition. He was neither angry nor afraid. Yes, he had moments of frustration and agony, and he despised the...
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