When Bad Things Happen To Good People by John Cali
John Cali
Shortly after sunrise today, a phone call roused me out of my usual early-morning quiet time. When I answered, I recognized my cousin’s voice. “Johnny,” she said, and then she started sobbing. My first thought was someone had died.
My cousin and my sister live in the same town in New York State. My sister’s husband had a lung transplant several weeks ago. He was doing as well as the surgeons had expected.
But two nights ago he had a severe relapse at home, and couldn’t breathe.… Read more
