Flyover CountryChapter 8
Sharon was dying. She’d been dying for almost a year, a little more every day. The cancer was an aggressive one; it was literally eating her alive. She’d hung on for almost four months longer than any of the doctors thought possible. But when I brought her back to the hospital this time, we both knew she was never going to leave it. Her breath was coming in short gasps. The morphine drip wasn’t enough any longer. She was hurting badly, but fighting hard to stay alive for just another minute...