23
Liam
Finick isn’t a match. When we get the news, I watch the light of hope that was shining in Ginny flicker and then die.
Bean’s woken up a few times in the past few days, but she’s in pain and she quickly falls back asleep. We’re getting to the point where even a transplant won’t help.
“It’s okay,” Ginny says to Finick. “You tried.” She gives him a hug. He squeezes her back. When she lets him go, he turns aside so that Ginny can’t see when he quickly wipes at his eyes.
“We’re going to head out,” says Heather. “We have to get settled at Enid and Clark’s.”
“Why?” asks Ginny. I can tell she’s surprised.
“Joel wants a divorce.” Heather looks down at her feet. I realize she’s no longer in her usual designer dresses and heels, she’s in a sundress and flip-flops. She looks different.
