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My Mother Came Back… The Day I Identified the Dead

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My mom came back from her trip.

She was suddenly incredibly sweet, cooking for me every single day.

But in the dead of night, she would always hide in her room, frantically slathering cheap concealer all over her body. Her movements were unnervingly stiff, and stubborn, dark purple splotches kept blooming across her skin, refusing to wash away. She wept as she apologized to me, sobbing that she had caught some bizarre disease that made her hideous, terrified that I would start to hate her.

I didn't pull away.

I was the chief orthopedic surgeon at the county hospital.

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