Delia had felt numb all day since her grandmother had refused to change her mind about fighting the cancer in her. They’d done a lumbar puncture to do tests to check the type of cancer, it’s benign or malignant status, but even if it was terminal, Caroline was going to let it kill her. That crushed Delia and her mother, and they both tried to convince her to fight. Caroline was obstinate, and refused to hear anything in regards to chemo, radiation, and any other possible aid for fighting the tumor. Delia sat crying for a long time in her bedroom, Michael at her side. After the lumbar puncture and a few other tests, they had driven Caroline home, Sasha chattering away in the back with Gran about the medical advancements that had been made since her husband’s death from mesothelioma. In the

