The C Word "We'll still have time..." To do this, or that and the other thing she tells me. No. I wish I was that naive. I wish I didn't know the statistics. I wish I didn't know the truth, but no... "The pain is too much, so I quit the chemo." My heart breaks as those words escape her lips like prisoners and she was the guard. "He won't quit smoking," she tells me "So I started again." And at that moment every swear word in the book is running through my mind, and they're all directed at him. How can you know someone you love is dying, yet you keep having your love affair with death? "Do you want to be there when I go?" No, no. No! I love you, but no, hell no. How dare you ask me that? I won't even say it out loud, so how dare you expect me to sit there and watch you die?
