I Was the World’s Worst Cancer Mom

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I Was the World’s Worst Cancer Mom

Collage by Yunuen Bonaparte | Story edited by Brendan SpiegelMy truck pulled to the right, barreling over the rumble strip as my eyes drifted closed. By the time I hit the highway’s guardrail, my chin was on my chest. I snapped out of the haze of my hangover just as my truck jolted against the concrete barrier. I yanked the wheel to the left, overcorrecting so hard my tires spit gravel. If there had been a car in the middle lane, I would have br…