about to cross (illegally) into
another cemetery over a low
fence. A car pulled up.
Busted! I thought. But a
woman, not a guard, got out
and the car drove away. Her
English was better than my
Spanish. She showed me
the headstone of her husband
who had died of stomach
cancer in February. The
doctor said he was fine, she
said. But four months later. I
expressed condolences and
told her that my good friend's
father had come through
bladder cancer this year.
Then I expressed my
condolences again
and hopped over the fence
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