While I was still in the hospital recovering from my stroke, my brother stopped by one day to give me an early Christmas gift. He was so happy that I could now recognize him and converse with him again. To tell you the truth, he had wondered if I would ever do so again.Remember that loan I gave you earlier this year? I nodded my head. At a time when we had some unexpected things come up and my husband wasnt getting many freelance jobs, my brother had stepped in and given us a loan. He preferred that I borrowed from him rather than someone else and the terms were good… 0% interest .Well, continued my brother, Dont worry about it.I started to thank him for taking it off my plate until I got back to work when he stopped me. No, you dont understand, he said. As far as…
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