1 year

Trip?

   Thomas had stayed with me last night until I fell asleep. This morning I woke up at 11:00. I couldn't summon the energy to get out of bed. Mom had left a poptart on my bedside table so I started eating that while I opened my laptop to check my facebook. I had 6 good luck at the doctor posts, 12 how did the appointment go private massages, and... a message from a person a don't know.
  I open the mystery message, and see that it is from someone called Richard King. I quickly look him up turns out he is a very successful buisnessman, almost as sucessful as Donald Trump. This message must be a prank right? I does look like a private personal profile though. I decide it wouldn't hurt to read the message.

    Jennifer Clark,

              I have been informed of your condition. ( Condition really? Just say you know I'm dying. ) I am also aware you have a bucket list.  ( Ok, this is creepy. I haven't told anyone excpt mom, Thomas, and my three translator doctors that I have a bucket list, and I'm pretty sure none of them would have a connection to a billionare. ) I have decided that I would like to fund your bucket list. I have talked with your doctors and you are medically cleared to carry your list out. I have also contacted your mom, and she has told me she will allow you to to carry it out if that is what you wish. You will be permited to bring one friend with you, if you agree to allow me to fund your trip. My only request is that my closest servant, Ronald, come along as your personal escort. If you agree to this, or have any questions please contact me.
                     
                                                                                     Richard King

  I read the message at least three times before it registered. I quickly ran down the stairs. "MOM!!!!"
  "What is it honey?", my mom asked as I entered her office.
  "Read this.", was my reply as I shoved my laptop in front of my mom. She quickly read the message.
  "I know. Mr. King contacted me last night right after Thomas left. I thanked him for the offer, and said that you had to accept, that I wouldn't accept for you. Are you going to accept? It's perfectly fine if you don't want to, but I want this to be your decision." That was a good question. Was I going to accept? According to the email everything was ready, and I could bring Thomas.
"Yes. I think I will." I went back to my room and started typing two messages. The first to Thomas telling him what was happening. The second to Mr. King to let him know I had accepted.

Oh my, that chapter was a lot longer than usual. For my previous readers, you understand why I changed the book. It was becoming to much like the fault in or stars for my liking so I decided I would switch it up. Don't worry the exciting chapters will be starting soon.