The Pale Bonsai
The invoice for the medical equipment alone was four hundred dollars, and the interest on the loan from the credit union had compounded into a debt that felt less like a number and more like a weight pressing against the base of your skull, so you counted the hours remaining until Friday with the same grim precision you once used to count the stitches in your mother’s hospital gown, knowing...
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