
Through Sickness and in Health 1 “We met when I was nineteen years old, in New York one cloudy day. I was living with my family then, working in a bookstore part-time to earn a little keep. I only got the job because of my father, honestly. He was an engineer, you see, and an esteemed one at that. The owner of the bookshop wasn’t going to allow me the job until my father threw in his two cents on the matter. My mother stayed at home to take care of the household, and my sister, who’s a little older than myself, didn’t work. She stayed at home with our mother. You’d think I’d throw a fit about that, but working was my choice so I could getThrough Sickness and in Health 1 by *Melancholy-Arts
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