Feb 28, 2009
He was dead when I arrived, bone shards and oozing meat. I wept. And I shouldn’t have, but I said the words; he wasn’t dead when I left.
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Feb 28, 2009
He was dead when I arrived, bone shards and oozing meat. I wept. And I shouldn’t have, but I said the words; he wasn’t dead when I left.
Mar 4, 2009
My brains? Ha! I put you through law school, nursed your children, satisfied your lust. But now that you’re dead, you love me for my brains?
Mar 9, 2009
Cryosleep aged us three years, except Anne. Even her bones were dry. I climbed into the chamber with her, sealed it, and prayed for sleep.
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