I was told recently I have can.cer. Advanced stage. I may have a few weeks—maybe just days. So I thought, if this is it, I want to feel human—just once. Not like a burden. Like a guest. Like a woman in a movie who gets to enjoy a proper dinner.

The young man stood quietly beside her, his eyes shining. Then he said softly:

Then let’s make this the most unforgettable meal you’ve ever had.