Luke tilted his head back against the wall, closing his eyes again, and let out a sigh, “let’s make a bet Ashton.” “On what?” I asked. “Let’s bet how long I have left. I think I’ll get a good year in. What do you think?” ---- My best friend Luke was just diagnosed with some sort of cancer a few weeks ago. Don't ask how I'm doing because I'm not the one that's sick, he is. And don't ask him how he's doing either, because he'll answer, "I'm dying, so I could be better." He has a limited time left, he knows it, I know it, and I'm going to make sure that he expirences everything, if not more, than any other person. I just need a little help with that, and that's where Eilee comes in. She's new and a bit... different from other people in town. But I think I'll realize that I'll need her if I'm going to help Luke. I just hope I can keep them both alive long enough to make things right.