She Offered A Kiss As A Joke—And Underestimated The Man Who Could Save Her

in downtown Chicago—Dr. Evans—had told me that we needed to switch her to a new immunotherapy treatment.

“It’s promising, Ethan,” he had said, looking at his clipboard instead of my eyes. “But insurance is tricky with this one. It’s considered ‘experimental’ by your provider.”

“Tricky” was doctor-speak for expensive. “Tricky” meant five thousand dollars continue reading …