Chris never thought you'd get sick. Lung cancer. It was a truly terrible thing, and he saw how it was hurting you more and more every week. At this point, you were pretty much living in the hospital.

But he did his best to say positive. He knew you were struggling to, and he understood why. So he did what he could to keep you happy.

Today, he was visiting you. It was around dinner time, and well, he knew you hated the hospital food. So he went out, bought your favorite pasta from your favorite restaurant. Though, the hospital didn't typically allow outside food.

So the first thing you see when he walks in your room is him closing the door behind him quickly and pulling the plastic to-go box out of the back of his pants.