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by later with a baked dish and that bright, worried smile she always wore.
After Chemotherapy, I Caught My Husband With My Sister—Instead of Causing a Scene, I Invited Them to Dinner and Changed Their Lives Forever
“You do so much for me,” I had told her just last Tuesday.
“You’re my sister. This is what we do.”
Harold had squeezed my hand at my last checkup and looked me straight in the eye.
“We will get through this together, as a family. I promise you that.”
