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I never realized why it’s so cold in the doctor’s office.
Papa needs surgery. He said it was because papa drinks to much and his smoking habits are eating the heart away.
Sign here son, just in case he cannot be saved. Just in case the operation is unsuccessful.
I turned my head to the left and acknowledged my father sitting in the chair with a blank stare. Papa, everything will be ok.
70 degrees
This is all your fault! You drink a gallon a day! Why do you put your kids through this? Why are you so selfish?
He won’t be able to work again. Paying for you and your brother’s school and now these hospital bills…
I held my mother’s hand and raised her chin so her eyes only recognized her young man. Mama, everything will be ok.
65 degrees
I should of said something when he opened that bottle of whiskey. I should of grabbed that cigarette out of his mouth! I should of…
I gently shoved my baby brother and woke him up from his nightmare by smiling. Baby boy, everything will be ok.
60
I never realized why it’s so cold in the doctor’s office.














