My parents know well the bottomless rage and inconsolable loss that Darling and Smith and Will are feeling. The doctor who delivered my baby brother told my mother and father in so many words that, if they so chose, they had a lawsuit more airtight than the incubator that housed Jimmy for the duration of his short life. My parents, God bless them, never considered it. They let their religious beliefs be their guide out of the darkness. They were right, of course.
Money makes a lousy gauze.
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