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“How can you minimize this?” I ask, astounded

“Maybe because it was never a big deal,” she snarls, keeping her voice low “I had a small child and a husband who didn’t seem to care I had a disease I drove myself, with Hope in tow no less, for chemo for four months I had a family back home I didn’t want to worry, so I didn’t let theh it with only Hope for coht understand a little why I don’t share It’s soh it”

She’s breathing hard, her eyes flanation

“Christ, you married a douche,” is all I can think to say as I step back froitation

“Agreed,” she clips out “But I can’t seeure out why you’re mad at me about this?”

I shake runtled and off kilter “I’m not”

“You clearly are,” she retorts

“You should have told ht now as the source of my fury “You kept it secret”

“Again,” she says with a hefty dose of sarcasether Why would I share?”

“You were not just a fuck, and you goddarowl

“Do I?” she asks, and I can hear the near hysteria in her voice She’s really worked up, and I’ betrayed

Because Michelle betrayedon with her She held soave ht to worry, and she deht as a husband to try to save her

It appears to my psyche that Hannah is no different She certainly had no proble the cancer on her own

She’s a secret keeper, too

She doesn’t need me or anyone it seems

“Look,” I say, the lack of strength inI’m exhausted of this conversation “If you don’tto head out I can come back tomorrow and help finish up”

“No, that’s okay,” Hannah says, crossing her are on my own”