It was the Worst of Times

Decent Essays
The opening of A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens has much to say about a person’s mortal journey; “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.”
Our kids were growing up, and life was about to change radically for the Clarks and our future at Comfort Island.
The fabric of our carefree existence was starting to show wear when in October of 2002, Kira was diagnosed with breast cancer. Doctors performed surgery and six months of treatment followed. It turned out that an unscrupulous insurance agent misrepresented the product he had sold us. We filed two formal complaints with the North Carolina Insurance Commissioner, but the complaints were rejected, and it was obvious that we were simply unwitting victims in another example of political corruption.
We were forced to spend critical funds we had saved. We got some relief from medical assistance programs that pitch in for people in situations like ours, but it could have been much worse if Kira’s generous cousin George hadn’t come to our financial rescue. The bad news was we thought we had catastrophic medical insurance that would protect us against present and future calamities, and this would obviously not be the case going forward.
It was the middle of June before Coty, his friend Josiah Hyatt, and I arrived at the river. Kira came a few days later with her younger sister, Laura, and Laura’s daughter, Alexandra. Tori talked us into letting her stay with her friend, Brittany Baldwin, and Brittany’s family
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