I was seventeen and you
Were twenty-one
The year you said
You had finally made it
No more all night rides in a cold van
To another little beer joint
In another no name town
‘Room service and cavier for us
From here on out, baby’
You shouted that night on the phone
Pack your bags and grab
The first plane to Austin
We’re on our way to the big time
You were opening that night
For Tom Petty
And you were sure the world was ours
I stood on the stage that night
Out of the way of the crew
Back in the sidelines
And watched you
And watched them
The girls were screaming
You were singing just to them
Moving your body the way
I have always loved
And I sat down
Right there in the wings
And cried
Because I knew that you
Would never again
Sing just for me
An empathic young nurse driven to help and heal others since childhood after watching her mother languish for months before finally succumbing to cancer, Aziza Lopez abhors cruelty and suffering in any form. When she is assigned comatose patient Davi
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Very Nice piece, Sue!
-James
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