“Do you at least have a plan?” She asked on the ride home.

  “To get treated?” He said, glancing briefly from the road to look at her.

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  “No, to save up enough money to afford a funeral. Those things are expensive and it would be very uncool of you to leave me with that expense.”

  He laughed.

  She smiled.