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November 30, 2012

#1141: Two Years

Two Years

[[A man and a woman sit on a bed, the woman is talking on the phone. The person she is talking to, a doctor holding a clipboard, is shown inset.]]

Woman: Oh god.

[[The man and woman sit together while the woman, now bald, is receiving chemotherapy. They are both on their laptops.]]


[[The man and the woman (who is wearing a knit cap) are paddling a kayak against a scenic mountain backdrop.]]

[[The man and woman sit at a table, staring at a cell phone. There is a clock on the wall.]]

Woman: How long can it take to read a scan?

[[The man and woman are back at the hospital again, the woman receiving chemo. They are playing Scrabble.]]

Man: “ZARG” isn’t a word.

Woman: But


Man: …ok, fine.

[[The man and woman are listening to a friend speak.]

Friend: So next year you should come visit us in the moun… (the rest is obscured by a thought bubble).

Man & Woman: (thinking) “Next Year”

[[The man and the woman (with short hair) getting married, a heart above their heads.]]

[[The man and the woman (wearing a knit cap) stand on a beach, watching a whale breach.]]


[[The woman is sitting at a desk with several books and a laptop. The man stands behind her.]]

Man: Hey - you’re doing science, and you’re still alive.

Woman: Yeah!

[[The man and woman sit under a tall tree on a hill.]]

Man: It’s really only been two years?

Woman: They were big years.

[[The man and woman sit at a table in a fancy restaurant, the waiter brings them a dish with a cover on it.]]

Waiter: Happy.. anniversary?

Woman: Biopsy-versary!

Waiter: …eww.