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“Mark could barely walk across a room,” she continued. “But somehow we’re supposed to believe he calmly chose all of this?”

“You agreed to it.”

“Yes, Violet. I gave my husband his dying wish.”

Her eyes filled.

“At least you’re honest about something.”

I could have ended the argument.

Instead, I said, “We’re not doing this here.”

“Because you can’t?”

“Because we’re here for Mark.”

I walked away.

I thought silence was kindness.

Mark’s aunt stopped me near the door.

“Was he taking anything that affected his judgment?”

“What?”

“Violet said maybe he wasn’t thinking clearly.”

“I’m only asking.”