My husband and my sister laughed while my daughter Holly was dying in a hospital bed. Then he smirked and said, “Holly had a good run. We need that money for my son with your sister.”

okay. I like breathing.”

So did I.

That evening, we drove to the beach. Holly wanted to watch the sunset, still wearing her graduation dress, with Captain Bun tucked into her tote bag like an honored guest. Calvin stayed home, claiming sand was his personal enemy.

We sat on a blanket while the sky turned orange and pink above the water.

Holly rested her continue reading …