The Thousandth Day at Lake Louise

Summary

Two years after I broke Vincent Sterling’s heart, my lung cancer finally reached its terminal stage.

In the final moments of my life, I dragged my pain-wracked body to Lake Louise.

We had promised to come here together on our 1000th day.

In the end, I came alone.

My phone buzzed incessantly—my doctor, urging me to come back for another round of chemo. I silenced it and buried the locket Vincent had given me in the soft earth by the shore.

“Vincent,” I whispered, “this is the last time I’ll let myself think of you.”

“There might not be another chance.”