My god, if it did? Can you even imagine? Hubby pushing the chicken at his own face, like he’s trying to entice himself to eat it but his body just refuses to comply. This is the final straw. He’s been so brave and strong, dealing with needles, dealing with pain. But this? Hubby breaks down, his huge wet tears leaving trails on the greasy wax paper to pool around the shamefully pristine chicken.
"I WANT TO DRINK, I WANT TO EAT!" he sobs.
Posted 6 hours ago
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