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Submitted to Contest #178
Trigger warning: This story contains trauma such as illness and death. On the first night of Hanukkah, my father nearly died. We lit the menorah, his pupils dilated, the size of his iris. Attempting to speak, his mouth mobile, but gusts of air followed. We flock to him at full tilt, each one of us probing, “Dad?” I tell him to lift his arms over his head, to repeat after me, “It may rain today.” We say it’s not a stroke, but my Mom dials 911. The hospital staff won’t allow us past the main entrance, and uneasiness clouds above my f...
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