Mr Leon was admitted to a hospital. His heart attack had been serious and he was in critical condition.
“Why didn't you tell anyone you were having troubles with the company?” Bruce's mother questioned him. She and Helen were seated outside on one of the benches along the hospital hallway waiting for the doctor.
Bruce stood beside their bench. His back inclined against the white wall. One leg bent backwards, his foot folded against the wall, his weight resting on his other foot. He crossed his arms over his chest. His head hung down and he stared fixated at nothing on the white tile.
“Did you know about this?” Sarah Leon turned to her daughter-in-law, her eyes sought to extract the answer from her as there was nothing forthcoming from Bruce.
“Why did neither of you say anything?” Sarah
