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” Ethan said, studying me. “Real military.”
“Real military. Army. Forty years.”
His eyes widened. “Did you ever jump out of airplanes?”
“Seventeen times.”
“Cool. I want to be an astronaut. That’s why I have to beat this stupid cancer.”
The matter-of-fact way he discussed his illness struck me deeply. This was resilience in its purest form.
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