Seven Years After My Daughter’s Funeral, I Followed Her Husband to a Rehabilitation Center—And Saw a Woman I Thought Was Dead
“I couldn’t tell.”
“Did she walk with any difficulty?”
I considered that.
“She walked slowly.
Not as though she was hurt.
More as though she was paying attention to where she put her feet.”
Dr.
Foster made a small mark on the clipboard.
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