"Did you see Tos's FB post? So sad."
I looked down at my phone on the kitchen counter, my hands covered in marinating sauce for tonight's dinner. We were hosting friends from out of town and in deep conversation, catching up while cooking together. I wouldn't look at the Facebook post until well after midnight when I crawled into bed. My dear friend's face—oxygen tubes in his nose—took the breath from me.
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