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Grace. Three surgeries and they wanted to cut her again. She finally said no. She knew. What was left of her jaw rotted so bad, the smell was terrible. And, Grace. The worst of it is. I couldn’t look at her. Irene was so afraid of being alone- but I left her alone. When she died it was the middle of the night, and nobody was with her.

Please refer to clips or the script edition cited here: D.W. Gregory, Radium Girls, Dramatic Publishing, pp. 41.