Daniel’s mom wipes at her eyes. “But he’s so young.”
“I know,” I say softly. “And it’s not fair. But kids are incredibly resilient, and Wilms tumor has very good odds of being treatable. We caught this early, and that gives us a really good shot at beating it.”
Daniel’s dad clears his throat, his voice rough. “So what happens next?”
“Next,” I say, flipping open my notes, “we talk about treatment.”
By the time I make it back to the lounge, I barely get a second to sit down before Wes strolls in, smirking.
I drop into a chair, rubbing a hand down my face.
Wes flops into the seat across from me. “How’s your day been, Dr. McMiracle?”
I let out a long exhale. “Just…a day.”
He nods like he gets it—because he does.
“This job, man,” I mutter, shaking my head.
“Yeah,” he sighs. “The highs are high, but the lows? They gut you.”
I nod.
I pull my phone out of my pocket for what feels like the first time today. It’s been busier than normal today, and I haven’t had a moment to check in with Gabrielle.
When I unlock my phone, there’s already a text waiting for me.
My Future Wife: Just saw a guy trip over absolutely nothing and take down an entire display of canned soup with him in the grocery store. Immediately thought of you. Hope your day is less tragic.
I can’t help but laugh out loud.
Cam: Did it remind you of how hard I fell for you?
My Future Wife: Smooth.
My Future Wife: Fell? Past tense or present?
Cam: Definitely present, ongoing, possibly terminal.
My Future Wife: Damn. Should I start planning the funeral? Or just let you suffer for a while?
Cam: Depends. Will there be a eulogy where you confess your love?
My Future Wife: I’d rather let you haunt me.
Cam: Careful what you wish for, trouble. I might just show up tonight to prove to you that I’m still very much alive.
My Future Wife: Oh? And what exactly would this “very much alive” version of you be doing if he shows up?
Cam: Seeing you. Maybe letting you nurse me back to health after this devastating fall I took for you.
My Future Wife: So cheesy and dramatic.
Cam: You never struck me as being into boring men, so you’re welcome. Are you free later?
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