QUOTE : Cindy wasn’t like that. Up until the bitter end, she was thinking about me, trying to prepare me.” Griffin smiled again, but this time the smile was bittersweet. “She was the one who was dying, but she understood I had the tougher burden to bear.” “You had to live after she was gone.” “I would’ve traded places with her in a heartbeat,” Griffin said quietly. “I would’ve climbed gladly into that hospital bed. Taken the pain, taken the agonizing wasting away, suffered the death. I would’ve done . . . anything. But we don’t get to choose which one of us dies and which one of us lives.