Dying at just 30 years old, Paige Clark’s partner bargained with doctors to leave hospital and play his last show. She has never seen a person more alive
In May 2015, I was at the end of a long string of bad luck. In the years prior, I had fallen out with my mother, been fired from my job and separated from my husband, Adrian. I was living alone in an apartment above a cafe and taking my writing seriously, something I’d planned to do and never done. Adrian and I were navigating life post-marriage, slowly unwinding all the ways our existences were wound together, figuring out how to be friends instead of family.
We never got the chance to figure it out. We were still in the habit of talking every day when Adrian was diagnosed with stage-four oesophageal cancer. It was the week of his 30th birthday.
