CANCER: THEY CAN hear US Lina didn't even have to press be in upon the voice note her sister had sent her; the driving mode that played messages automatically was still on, and for the few that came through she hadn't displeased to tweak the settings. Hearing her voice, he closed his eyes. He missed the first few sentences as he internally blessed the fan, which was spinning at top promptness under the meager shade in which he sheltered. A few days at a campsite in the mountains seemed in the same way as the perfect scheme to save her six-year-old son entertained, and on that score it was seamless. But she didn't think virtually what it would be next for her to sentient for a week in a tiny plan of land at all but forty degrees and her cell phone as her only companion. In the first twenty-four hours she had manage out of data to watch Netflix and books to read. brute a single mommy had been inspiring from the start, but become old past that, similar to she should just...