The severity of his father's situation hit him then, he knew that he had to do something about it, but first he had to see the man.
"Can we see him now?" He asked the doctor.
"Of course you can, I will take my leave."
Jason was surprised when he got to the hospital, his father who had always been wider where he was lanky, was looking small, frail and weak on the bed.
His hair looked completely grey and it looked like some of it had gone off, his father looked like he had basically aged ten years in the week he had last seen him.
"Dad," he said, his voice came out much more crooked than he intended, his father's eyes were closed and Jason knew he was asleep and that he wouldn't hear him but he called him anyway.
"He looks so weak," Cece noted.
"Yes," he agreed, he had never se
