Chapters (33)
- Title page
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
Is Dr. Greene available by any chance?
No, Im sorry, the receptionist said. Her polite tone made Rachel feel she truly was sorry. Hes with a patient right now and he has another immediately after that. Could I take a message?
Rachel almost said no, but then figured this might be something of an out for her. Sure. Its pretty important that he gets it and that its accurate, though. Is that okay?
Of course. Ill type it up right now. Whats the message?
My name is Rachel Gift, and Ive decided to not undergo any treatments based on my current diagnosis.
There was the briefest hesitation on the other line and when the receptionist did speak, she lacked some of the warmth that had been in her voice only moments ago. Yes, okay, Ive got that. Would you like Dr. Greene to call you back?
He can if hed like to, but its not necessary. Thank you.
Okay, then, the receptionist said, still not quite herself. You have a great afternoon.
Rachel hung up, surprised to find just how much freedom she now felt as a result of the call. It was as if vocalizing iteven if just to her doctors receptionistmade it more real. It helped her to understand how Grandma Tate had been able to break the news so easily.
With her phone still in her hand, Rachel opened up her Notes app. She thought of bowling with Grandma Tate and eating that delicious, greasy food. All small things, but enjoyable. It was how Grandma Tate seemed to want to spend the rest of her days. With that in mind, Rachel starting typing, making a list.
The first item was Paris. Then, without even thinking too hard about it, the next item on her list was reconcile with dad. She looked at that one for several moments, wondering where the hell it had even come from. Shed given up any hope of mending that relationship years ago. And the bastard likely wouldnt even meet with her or be interested in any sort of reconciliation anyway. It had been over ten years since shed seen him and as far as she was concerned, it would be the last.
To get away from those thoughts, she continued the list with a third item: Disney trip for Paige. She was thinking of what other items to include in this written record of what she wanted to get done before she died when she heard the front door opening. She closed the app and pocketed her phone as she walked into the living room to meet her family. When she saw Paige enter through the doorway, she got choked up and did her best not to rush the girl and sweep her up in a dramatic embrace.