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“She keeps telling us that you’re going to take her to Texas.”

“Texas?” I almost laughed and cried at the same time. I was standing in a hallway, somberly chatting with the weary-yet-hopeful nurse on duty outside of the cramped shared room that my 72-year-old great aunt inhabited at a modestly-staffed rehabilitation hospital.

After suffering a small stroke and battling crippling diabetes and heart disease for years, her five-foot-eleven-inch frame had dwindled down to 125 pounds and even walking was a feat.

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