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Her Name Was Duno

Her name was Duno. She was seventy, young-at-heart, and hilarious.

We were co-Sunday School teachers, and the best of pals. I was twenty-three.

Fast-hurting-cancer smacked her around unmercifully for ten horrible months.

Her-ex husband greeted us at her funeral; a man who had deserted her 50 years before.

Copyright © Caren Krutsinger

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