Deep Among the Flowers, I Wandered In by Mistake

I married Giles Delgado three years ago, and the whole time we lived in a leaky basement. He worked five jobs a day, saying he was saving up to give me a home. So when the doctor told me my condition had gotten worse, my first reaction was to apologize. "Am I going to be a burden on the family now?" I came home clutching the diagnosis, and the second Giles saw the medical records in my hand, his face darkened.