You know the hospital has this dance, right? It’s for kids who are sick. There are doctors and nurses there, in case, and it’s held in one of the conference rooms at the hospital, but for the most part it’s just like a regular prom. You know, lame band, ugly tuxes, punch spiked with platelets. I’m just kidding about the last part. Well, I went last year, and it was pretty dumb, but I figure since you’re a patient and I’m a patient maybe this year we could, like, go together.

Taylor Ambrose, My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult (via tiemis-wonderland)