I swallowed hard, a chill running through me. The way he spoke about Fred should have hurt me—he’d never been there for us. But instead, it warmed my heart. And… I smiled inside.

I think it was because Jimi was happy. And his happiness was mine. Fred had been invisible in our lives until now. Yet the way he looked at Jimi… the way he treated him… was with real affection.

“So… now the hardest part begins. We’re going to start a stronger chemotherapy. And soon… there’ll be ...