I Promised My Son Forever—Then Cancer Made Me Count the Months

me to suffer in a way that makes sense. You want a story where the hero fights until the last second.”

Mike’s eyes flash.

“Because you are the hero!” he says, and the words are raw, almost childish in their desperation. “You’re Leo’s mom. You can’t just decide to—”

“To what?” I whisper. “To die?”

The kitchen goes silent.

Even the refrigerator hum sounds continue reading …