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not ready?”
    â€œI’m not going,” Louisa said, using the remote to turn up the television.
    â€œWhat do you mean you’re not going?”
    Vicki stood and pushed back a lock of red hair as her green gaze met Diana’s. “Time to make my grand exit.”
    Diana watched her gather her things from the coffee table.
    â€œGood luck,” Vicki whispered as she passed Diana.
    Once she heard the front door close behind the nurse, Diana turned her attention to her grandmother. “Please, let’s not fight over this today.”
    Louisa shrugged. “Who’s fighting?”
    â€œAll right, then. Do you need me to help you get dressed?”
    â€œNo.” She locked gazes with Diana. “I said I wasn’t going.”
    Diana stared. What else could she do—throw a fit, hold her breath until she passed out?
    Louisa smiled again. “Oh, stop looking at me like that. It isn’t the end of the world.” She punched the power button on the remote and the living room fell silent. After a few seconds, she said, “I’m tired of being sick.”
    â€œThen let’s go to your appointment so you can get better.”
    She shook her head sadly. “Chemotherapy is killing me, not cancer. Going through that stuff is inhumane. I’d rather you just dragged me outside by my hair and shoot me a few times.”
    Diana drew in a sharp breath. “Nana—”
    â€œI’m not going.”
    Her grandmother’s hard tone left no room for argument and Diana reconsidered holding her breath. Defeated, she clunked over to the armchair next to the sofa and plopped down. “Fine. You don’t want to go, then I’m not going to make you.”
    â€œGood.”
    â€œWhy should I care if my last surviving relative wants to give up and die on me?”
    Louisa shook her head as a light chuckle filled the room. “The guilt thing isn’t going to work this time, sweetie. I fell for that last week.”
    Diana clamped her mouth closed and felt the sting of tears around her eyes.
    Louisa inched closer to the chair and reached for Diana’s hand.
    â€œIf you don’t go, you’ll die,” Diana said.
    â€œSuffering through that kind of therapy is no way to live.” Louisa squeezed her hand. “I want to enjoy the time I have left. Not only that, but I want to see you happy again. No more worrying about the future and medical bills we can’t afford.”
    â€œIs that what this is about?” Diana leaned forward, convinced she had found the real reason behind Louisa’s rash behavior.
    â€œIt’s part of it, but by no means all of it.” Louisa’s gaze softened as she scanned Diana’s face. “I worry so much about you.”
    â€œMe?”
    â€œYes, you. You’ve been through so much and at such a young age.”
    â€œI’m thirty, Nana.”
    â€œStill a child,” she said gently. “I wish I could shoulder a fraction of the load you carry, then maybe the world wouldn’t seem so heavy.”
    Against Diana’s will, a tear trickled down her face and she quickly wiped it away. “I’m going to be just fine. We’re going to be fine.”
    Louisa continued as if she hadn’t heard her. “Do you know, I can’t remember the last time I heard you laugh. At your age you should be having the time of your life—dating different men every day of the week.”
    â€œHa,” Diana exclaimed at the absurdity. “Maybe you should get a CT scan next.”
    Louisa frowned. “I’m serious.”
    â€œI know. That’s what makes this conversation scary.” Diana eased out of her shoes. “Men are the last thing on my mind,” she lied smoothly as she pushed all thoughts of Marcel out of her head.
    â€œI’m not saying you have to marry and settle down before I kick the bucket. I’m not one of those who believe women can only be