Leah
"What do you mean, Marlon. I don't understand."
But I did. Even if those words left my lips, I knew exactly what he was talking about. The expression on his face was all I needed.
For years Marlon had been battling cancer, and while we had been making progress, things had changed drastically.
The medical bills had kept piling up, and so were our debts.
It was why I had cut back on many things, slipping into the shadows.
I hadn't wanted to lose the only family I had left to the same demon that kept taking and taking.
Tears sprang to my eyes, and I let them, feeling the burning sensation as they fell.
"Hey.." he murmured, his eyelids growing heavy. "Don't cry. I'm already old, and dare I say I have lived a long and satisfying life."
I wanted to laugh, but not out of amusement,
