Please

Sep 07, 2009 23:09

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Story involved,

but,

at the end of Labor Day party for the season, my mother fell and hit her head after a hard day's night of drinking Jack Daniels.

After cleaning the blood, and putting her to bed,
and after checking on her for the last time of the night,
she said,
"I love you, Anna."

Joe was a witness.

This was the first time I recollect my mother telling me she loved me in my 27 years on Earth.  Joe was a witness.

Fucked up, no?
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