“I might only be seventeen, Junebug, but I know what it’s like to have little time left. And as much as I want us to come out of this place in remission, cancer has taught me that nothing in life is too fast. Time is relative. How I feel about you…” He paused, and I could see him trying to find words. “It’s not about time. It’s not about what right or wrong. It’s about connection and wanting to be with you every day.” He shrugged. “Does it feel too fast to you?”
