Passage two I met Chris at a night party in the summer of 1996.I had 4 years old daughter and was newly divorced. After a 10 year relationship with an abusive man. I had sworn off men indefinitely. But after that night Chris and I often spoke on the phone. He would call me in-between his driving limousine and we would see each other as often as possible. My daughter loved Chris and he treated her as If she were his own daughter. A year and a half later we married.The first two years of marriage were wonderful. We had so much fun. We had purchased a house and on May 1, 2000, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy ---Ben. Chris was a wonderful father. He adored his son and my daughter. Life was complete. For the first year everything was wonderful. Then one night I found a lump in my breast. I had had them before and they were always benign cyst so I wasn’t too worried. I went to my doctor and he confirmed my suspicions that it was a cyst but to be on the safe side. I wanted to have it removed as I had with the previous ones.Chris and Christina accompanied me to the outpatient surgery center for what was supposed to be a short surgery. Prior to going in they both sat with me and Chris held my hand. They gave me kisses and off I went. After about an hour the surgeon came out to the waiting room and told Chris that I had breast cancer. That was the day that our world turned upside down.After My surgery, Chris and I went to meet an oncologist and make a game plan. There was to be a Second surgery to remove more of the breast tissue and take lymph nodes to see if the cancer had spread. I was lucky. I had caught it early. It was a fast growing cancer and an aggressive type. The next surgery showed it had not gotten out to the lymph nodes. Next would Be Chemo and Radiation. I remember sitting on our back yard on Chris’ lap and crying and holding each other. He vowed to take care of me and the kids. He didn’t let us down.Chris’ job was an hour away from the house, but even so, he never missed a doctor's appointment or taking me to Chemo treatment. He would take our son to daycare and Christina to school and then go on to work. My family and friends helped as much as they could, picking up Christina and Ben and bring in food. When Chris would get home, he would fix dinner, play with kids and get them to bed and then do washing and pick up the house. The Chemo took its toll on me and he always made sure I was as comfortable as possible.As the Chemo started working, my hair started falling out in handfuls. Finally one day, after feeling like an old possum with only patches of hair left, I asked him to shave the rest of it off. With tears in our eyes, He did the job. After about 6 months everything started getting back to normal. My hair was starting to grow back and l was back to working part time.February 12, 2018, was our 10-year wedding anniversary. I wanted to take a vacation and celebrate. My sister had a time share in Mexico and so we planned to take the kids and go to Mexico for a week. The week prior to our departure date Chris' boss informed him he could not have the full week off because he decided to take some time off and he would need to cover for him. We had already purchased the cheapest airline tickets for the four of us and they were unchangeable. The only thing we could do was to go and then on the 3rd day Chris would have to return home alone and pay the extra charges for changing his ticket. I stayed in Mexico with the kids and made the best of it. On our anniversary we talked on the phone a couple of times but it was very expensive to call out so we had to keep the calls short. We might have been apart, but we were together in our hearts. I feel so lucky to have such a wonderful husband and father in my life. 36. The author had decided _____ after divorce with her ex-husband.

A. to marry another good man
B. not to marry again
C. to marry Chris
D. not to marry an abusive man