I Skipped My Heart Medication To Buy Her A Prom Dress—And Paid The Price

The steering wheel was sticky from years of grease-stained hands. Everything was worn, used, loved in a way she’d never appreciated.

She opened the glove box, looking for… answers. Anything to distract her from the image of him on the kitchen floor, from the image of his skeletal chest under those medical lights.

Papers spilled out onto the passenger continue reading …