Joanne
I found the lump the month my mother outlived my grandmother shy of her 52nd birthday, months after Joanne died. Doctors ordered a biopsy. I slowly undressed, wrapping the pink gown that opens in the front, running my fingers over the lump
I found the lump the month my mother outlived my grandmother shy of her 52nd birthday, months after Joanne died. Doctors ordered a biopsy. I slowly undressed, wrapping the pink gown that opens in the front, running my fingers over the lump
