Age Is Just a Number

we are almost at the resteraunt.
"Olive?"
"yes."
"i need to tell you something about Daniel."
"ok what is it."
"he has cancer."
"oh my god, how long?"
"2 years."
"what kind."
"stage 3 brain cancer."
"oh my god, Mike i'm so sorry."
"don't be, i don't like to think about it, we live like he doesn't have it, even though he can go at anytime."
just then we pulled up to our destination.
and he was just sitting there
at a bench.
me and Olive got out of the car.
Daniel saw me and ran up to me.
he kissed me.
"i missed you."
"i missed you too."
"this is Olive." i said while pointing to her
she walked up and shook his hand.
"nice to meet you." he said
she smiled