I had a horrible dream about my cousin Jack. We were in St.Louis this coming summer and he was sitting next to me at Aunt Barb's and Uncle Ed's. I looked over at his profile and I saw a large, purple-brownish spot on his face: a lesion. He also looked unusually pale and gaunt. I've thought about it all day, and I've felt so very guilty. Nobody
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