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After my divorce, I walked away with nothing but a bank card. I didn't look back at my six-year-old son. Why would I? He loved the other woman, just like his father. As I boarded the plane, my phone lit up. It was my ex. He wanted to know what to do with the things I'd left behind. I glanced at the late-stage stomach cancer diagnosis in my hand and said quietly, "Throw it all away." Since he wanted nothing to do with me, I would never bother him again.