"To know the road ahead, ask those coming back."

I hadn't talked to Lisa since she'd slapped me and called me a whore two years ago - radiation sickness, my family said, she'll be better soon, but I knew she'd always hated me. Now I sat listening to the doctor give me some delusional bullshit about how the diagnosis was alarming but I had a really great chance of survival if we got started on the treatment right away. Fingers nearly in fists, I called the one person I knew would be honest to me now.