Chapter 11. Chemo? (1)

“Do you really have to leave?” mom asked me.

I was definitely not going to answer that. My mom was a successful lawyer and I knew she was trying to win me over. I can’t give her the chance to do that. I needed this freedom. I laid on my bed and stared at my ceiling while popping blue berries into my mouth.

“I love you Mei Xing Lin,” mom said.

“I am not dying mom,” I joked. “At least not yet,” I murmured.

“I just want you to know mom is always here, everything I and your dad did for you was because we loved you,” she said.

“I just had to get the parents with the toughest love to give,” I answered.

Mom kissed my forehead and left the room. I sighed and turned to look at my wall. Plain white, just like the hospital walls. Was I really going to go for chemotherapy?

I had no idea how a date was going to go. I have never been on a date, never been out with a man. At least not alone, with a man. I have been on family dates with Mom and Dad. And Dad