Brian, a man dying of cancer in a cozy hospice cottage, has received
Brian: Another drink for Beverly and then she can show us her scars.
Beverly: Medals, medals! Not scars.
Brian: Well, we won’t argue the perspective.
Mark: I don’t understand.
Mark: Let me give you a hand.
Brian: Leave me alone.
Beverly: Do you think we should…?
Mark: No. No.
Cristofer, Michael. The Shadow Box. Samuel French, Inc. New York, NY. 1987. pp. 51-56.
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