While Marilu did her laps in the snow globe, I was having an episode. My heart was beating so hard, it felt like it was punching itself into my arm. I only had a few Nitro tablets left and I didn't want to waste them if I didn't have to. (FICTION)
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The breast cancer walk. I knew I'd have to sign up or I'd never be able to show my face without looking like a fool. After all, I'd talked a good game. When September rolled around, it was time to get serious. I mean, really, what would we wear? We'd have to coordinate outfits....
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It’s all about boobs. From about age 11 on. From the first bra to prom dresses to nursing -- or not nursing. To lumps and doctors offices. One woman's motivation to walk for Susan G. Komen. Part I of II.
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A Little Twisted Up about Pretzel M&M’s