He Asked Me to Stop Talking About My Cancer

since day one.”

That did something to me.

Maybe it was the weakness. Maybe the fever had burned off the last polite part of me. But I sat up, blanket sliding to the floor, and said, “Don’t you dare make my sister the reason you abandoned me in my own house.”

He stopped.

The room got very still.

He looked at me for a long moment, then said the dumbest thing continue reading …