My daughter called me from her wedding suite while I was lying in a hospital bed, still bl:eeding from the ac:cident.

sounded bright, almost excited, like she was announcing a honeymoon.

“Dad, I’m getting married tomorrow, so don’t come. Oh, and your house and car are sold. Bye.”

For three long seconds, all I heard was the slow beep of the monitor beside me.

Then I answered, “All right, Clara. But you forgot one thing.”

She hesitated. “What are you talking about?”

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