Continue On Saturdays Writing Prompt

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:

There is nothing sadder than seeing a dead dog except perhaps a sick child. My dog died when I was twenty-two. I grew up with Lucky, who was lucky enough to live eighteen years. That’s a long time to love an animal. I thought I could never hurt so much again in my life. Then my one year old daughter Alise developed leukemia. Looking at her sitting there in the hospital bed with no hair, pale as snow, and barely any meat on her bones has ripped my heart out. Just when I thought I couldn’t feel any worse…

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