The Final Cut

"Luna’s health is in terrible shape. I’ve decided to bring her home so I

can take care of her."  

I lowered my gaze. Sitting next to the steaming dishes I’d just set on

the table was a medical report.  

A cancer diagnosis.  

This was William’s idea of an eighth wedding anniversary gift.  

Sensing the tension, Luna leaned into his arms, her voice soft and

pitiful. “William, forget it. I don’t think Susie wants me here.”