One more newspaper prom article. Except this one begins:
Pulsing purple and green strobe lights swirl across satin gowns and bare arms. Pink’s defiant “So What?” rages on a dance floor packed with smiling, spinning teenagers.
Just outside the prom, Miles Person considers — just for a second — the time he has left to live. His doctors say four months, that there is nothing left to fight the brain tumors that began at age 17.