Chapter 11Phoebe went out into the kitchen, where her mother was making herself busy, cleaning what was already clean.
'What's he like, Phee?' Mrs Markham asked.
'He's feeling down, but I think he'll pull through this.'
'I wish I had your confidence and optimism, Phee.'
'The thing is, Mum,' Phoebe said, 'you need to give Will time. Right now it's as though he's mourning the loss of his leg, and he's very bitter.'
'Taking that attitude's not going to help, though, is it.'
'It's not a question of that.'
'How do you mean, Phee?'
'I don't think he's trying to be bitter, Mum,' Phoebe said. 'But who wouldn't be bitter, after what he's been through?'
'So you think it's normal, the way he's reacting, then?'
'Yes, I should've thought so. I mean, you'd hardly expect him to be all smiles ab
