I just discovered that my favorite student has cancer. This is a very young guy, he’s only 20 years old. An athlete, a very hard-working fellow from Chicago’s South Side. He was my research assistant last year and did great work for my new book. This is so sad and unfair.
A few months ago, I also learned that a very close friend of mine, a woman in her forties, had stage 3 cancer. Again, completely inexplicable and horribly unfair. When I learned about my friend’s cancer, I was devastated because this is somebody who means a lot to me. So as I was sitting there, feeling crushed by the news, I felt Klara kick inside me for the very first time. It is as if she knew that I was sad and wanted to comfort me.

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