Perhaps they should check the water at this place of employment. Or is it just fate that would unite a strong, sensitive man who just happens to be a cancer surviving counselor with a female colleague that just happens to be a cancer patient in an unhappy marriage?

I should think the anticipation of impending death would leave one with very little time for cocktails and romance and the exchange of dreamy texts, but apparently not. Good to know! Whether or not this "cancer" of hers is indeed terminal remains to be seen. Right now, all it is is a convenient excuse for her to have an affair with the LW's fiance. It seems that we are all in agreement that that is what is occurring but, dammit, the poor woman's terminal fercryinoutloud so what's the chivalrous thing for this wonderful, generous and kind man to do but become her own personal Make-A-Wish Foundation, right?

On the upside, I predict a miraculous remission for the female colleague in the near future. Don't ask me how I know, it's just something I feel in me bones.