1: 42 am. I'm laying on the bathroom floor, dozing in and out of sleep, rubbing Sarah's back as she pukes her 4 beers and 2 shots into the toilet. The phone rings, it's dad. At 1:42 in the morning? Papa.
Hey- I just wanted to let you know that Papa passed away about an hour ago. The hospice called us and said he was sleeping and his breathing got
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