"She examines me, and I'm starring in the usual med-student horror show, convinced that I'm about to be diagnosed with Hodgkin's, leukemia, or cancer—either osteosarcoma or multiple myelome—I know I've got one of them. Then the doc says I'm fine, and I burst into tears. She pats my hand, and I ask her when the aching will stop. She says, 'Why, dear girl, you'll have to wait till you fall in love again.'"
Saturday, April 2, 2016
Comeback Love - Pg 217
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