Roman's POV.
Roy drove us down to the hospital. Mum and Uncle Marcus sat at the back while I sat in the front passenger seat. Mum had come along because she insisted on coming and we had no option than to let her come along.
The journey to the hospital was a very tense one. Gone was the jovial Uncle Marcus and in place of that was a very tense looking man.
Uncle Marcus was lost in thought all through the journey. Mum tried to draw him into a conversation more than twice. He only gave a grumbled one word answer where necessary and then kept quiet.
In all of my growing years, I had never seen Uncle Marcus the way he was that day. He was so full of something to say all the time that his silence and brooding appearance seemed odd.
We got to the hospital and we all alighted from the car
