“It wasn't that she was better. If anything, she was much sicker than before. It's just that I had changed so much.When she was hospitalized the first time, I was not quite seventeen, an awkward, lonely teenager just growing out of my baby fat. Three and a half years later some people had a hard time recognizing me: I had spurted up so that at twenty I was six foot three and lanky. The first time she was hospitalized I was in high school. This latest time I was in college.When I set out for coll...ege in September of 1983, Lori had already been out of the hospital for six months. She and Dad drove me down to Baltimore. Dad and I sat in the front. She sat in the back, quiet and pensive, smoking heavily.We hadn't exactly been hanging out while she was living at home. But as I was leaving for college she gave me a piece of advice.“Enjoy yourself at college,” she said. “It's the best time you'll ever have. It gets a lot worse after that.”It made me sad to think how true that must be for her.When we got to Baltimore, I bounded out of the car, and leaped off to my dorm room without even much of a goodbye to my father or Lori.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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