Chapter 30
DAVID
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TWO MONTHS. TWO MORE months until the date of my death. How weird is it to think that, to know it with such certainty? I’m scared something is going to go wrong. So scared. I’m scared to leave my Ivy alone and my kids without a dad for good. I’m scared all this was for nothing.
I try to shake the thoughts away and get ready to step through the rocks. Today is my last rehab visit, and I’m looking forward to six weeks with my family. My dad is going to join us next week for a few days, but he’s busy helping me line everything up as well.
Before I know it, I’m through the stones and walking up Ivy’s driveway, our driveway. I open the door, and call out, “Honey, I’m home!”
Both kids come running. “Daddy!!” I catch them but hear chairs in the dining room and “Oh
