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Over a decade after his return from Vietnam, shrapnel still surfacedsometimes mere slivers, like splinters, while other times larger shardspushing against the barrier of his skin from the inside. Always ready to play nurse and fearless when it came to blood, my stepmother Charlene didnt hesitate when Dad grimaced, saying he could feel it pressing again.
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Dad wasn't the only one to grimace. This story made me flinch. Did you feel a twinge of pain when you read it? The symbolism is nice too, just a bit sorry Chivas laid it out at the end but who cares, it's a great story!
