36. Mediation (1)
When my brother died, there wasn’t enough money to bury him in a casket, or to cremate him. No money to keep him cold in the morgue until funeral preparations were done, either. A night sister who sol...
37. Mediation (2)
After my declaration, a stunned silence reigned in the office.
Then the principal laughed.
“What a bold proposal. Tell me, then. What favor do you desire from my exalted self?”
It probably would...
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