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My mom says that Uncle Chris called to let them know that Aunt Anne's chemo is not working, and she may be down to weeks rather than months.

Meanwhile, Anne called me last night. I missed the call, but her message said that she thought perhaps I would like to come and pick up the antique loveseat that was Grandma's, rather than having Uncle Chris keep track of it. This was before she saw the doctor today, so she didn't phrase it with quite as much urgency, but I still spent a while this morning scrambling to see what I can arrange. Fortunately, they're only in northern VA (but well west of DC), so doing it as a long day trip will be feasible. I think I've got a plan worked out, and need to call back tomorrow.