“They can give me medicine that will put me in a coma. It will relieve my pain and prolong my life by maybe three months. But, John, what good is that? Why would I want to live when I do not know what is going on? I would rather be in pain and be able to talk to you, your kids, and Mitchell and live three less months than to do that!” Helen had made up her mind.
John knew that he could not change it. “Well, then, let’s go.” John got up off the couch.
“Go where?” Helen was confused.
“To the courthouse. We have been apart for too long. If you marry me today, and you die tomorrow, today will be the happiest day of my life.” John was headed for the door.
“John, one, the courthouse is closed. It is after five. Two, it takes three days to get a marriage license. Three, why would you do this? You have gone through so much with Mara. Why would you want to marry someone that you know will die?”
“Because, Helen, I missed you so much. Besides, we will all die someday. It’s just a question of when. We are all terminal in a sense. That’s the thing about life. No one gets out of it alive.”
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