You know, there are some things I don’t understand about life. Like why does God always take the people who are kind, loving and caring first while scum live to be 90? That killer that got away? Why do the eats-three-packs-of-cigarettes-a-day guy get a clean bill of heath while the 6 year old who hasn’t even lived yet get terminal lung cancer? Or how about the man who works overtime six days a week and takes care of his family dies in a drunk driving accident whereas the drunk who caused the accident and beats his wife lives? Or the little girl whose father rapes and beats her but was never caught? Maybe this is why when we write our own stories we make them have happy endings. Because the stories that are written for us never have one. This is one of those stories.. Allie is just your normal teenager until she's diagnosed with cancer. After months of depression and feeling sorry of her self she accepts her fate and just tries to live her life out the best she can. Her mother pays for her to take a 2 month trip to Ireland, as that is Allies dying wish. Once she goes there she meets the charming and witty Nate. Hes everything she ever wanted but refuses to hurt him by getting close. Or will there be a sudden change in her health? Is there a chance that she could life though this? They do say love is the best medicine.....All Rights Reserved