He didn’t choose to live on the sidelines of a family who loved him, isolated from the world, surrounded by chaos. He had no other choice
I was visiting friends when I got the call to go to the hospital. I’d been expecting it for the last few years. I ran to find the ward on which my brother was lying in a bed on a ventilator.
“Am I too late?” I asked.
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