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I
feel
like
I
can
no
longer
keep
up
with
them
but
they
keep
coming
and
everything
is
colliding
,
until
I
cannot
take
it
anymore
.
Until
I
cannot
be
like
this
one
second
longer
.
There
is
a
blinding
flash
,
a
pain
that
rips
through
me
for
one
searing
instant
,
a
silent
scream
from
my
broken
body
.
For
the
first
time
,
I
can
sense
how
fully
agonizing
staying
will
be
.
But
then
I
feel
Adam
s
hand
.
Not
sense
it
,
but
feel
it
.
I
m
not
sitting
huddled
in
the
chair
anymore
.
I
m
lying
on
my
back
in
the
hospital
bed
,
one
again
with
my
body
.
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Adam
is
crying
and
somewhere
inside
of
me
I
am
crying
,
too
,
because
I
m
feeling
things
at
last
.
I
m
feeling
not
just
the
physical
pain
,
but
all
that
I
have
lost
,
and
it
is
profound
and
catastrophic
and
will
leave
a
crater
in
me
that
nothing
will
ever
fill
.
But
I
m
also
feeling
all
that
I
have
in
my
life
,
which
includes
what
I
have
lost
,
as
well
as
the
great
unknown
of
what
life
might
still
bring
me
.
And
it
s
all
too
much
.
The
feelings
pile
up
,
threatening
to
crack
my
chest
wide
open
.
The
only
way
to
survive
them
is
to
concentrate
on
Adam
s
hand
.
Grasping
mine
.
And
suddenly
I
just
need
to
hold
his
hand
more
than
I
ve
ever
needed
anything
in
this
world
.
Not
just
be
held
by
it
,
but
hold
it
back
.
I
aim
every
remaining
ounce
of
energy
into
my
right
hand
.
I
m
weak
,
and
this
is
so
hard
.
It
s
the
hardest
thing
I
will
ever
have
to
do
.
I
summon
all
the
love
I
have
ever
felt
,
I
summon
all
the
strength
that
Gran
and
Gramps
and
Kim
and
the
nurses
and
Willow
have
given
me
I
summon
all
the
breath
that
Mom
,
Dad
,
and
Teddy
would
fill
me
with
if
they
could
.
I
summon
all
my
own
strength
,
focus
it
like
a
laser
beam
into
the
fingers
and
palm
of
my
right
hand
.
I
picture
my
hand
stroking
Teddy
s
hair
,
grasping
a
bow
poised
above
my
cello
,
interlaced
with
Adam
s
.
And
then
I
squeeze
.
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I
slump
back
,
spent
,
unsure
of
whether
I
just
did
what
I
did
.
Of
what
it
means
.
If
it
registered
.
If
it
matters
.
But
then
I
feel
Adam
s
grip
tighten
,
so
that
the
grasp
of
his
hand
feels
like
it
is
holding
my
entire
body
.
Like
it
could
lift
me
up
right
out
of
this
bed
.
And
then
I
hear
the
sharp
intake
of
his
breath
followed
by
the
sound
of
his
voice
.
It
s
the
first
time
today
I
can
truly
hear
him
.
"
Mia
?
"
he
asks
.