“It’s been a while since you’ve seen him. Aren’t you excited?” “Grandma doesn’t seem too happy.” His mother snorted.
“Well, you know how she feels about your dad. Don’t listen to her. Enjoy his visit.”
They sat in silence for a moment. “There’s something else,” Conor finally said. “Isn’t there?”
He felt his mother sit up a little straighter on her pillow. “Look at me, son,” she said, gently.
He turned his head to look at her, though he would have paid a million pounds not to have to do it.
“This latest treatment’s not doing what it’s supposed to,” she said. “All that means is they’re going to have to adjust it, try something else.”
“Is that it?” Conor asked. She nodded. “That’s it. There’s lots more they can do. It’s normal. Don’t worry.”
“You’re sure?” “I’m sure.” “Because,” and here Conor stopped for a second and looked down at the floor.
“Because you could tell me, you know.”
And then he felt her arms around him, her thin, thin arms that used to be so soft when she hugged him.
She didn’t say anything, just held onto him. He went back to looking out of the window
and after a moment, his mother turned to look, too. “That’s a yew tree, you know,” she finally said.
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