“I’ve spoken to your mother already, but she asked that I call you, as well. I don’t think she had the heart to tell you the news herself.”
I knew this day would come. I knew that, eventually, I would receive the kind of phone call or meeting that would give me the news that I could never un-hear.
Doesn’t mean I’m ready.
“Your mother’s cancerous cells aren’t responding to the therapy offered by the trial,” Dr. Keller explains. “I’ve kept her at it as long as I could, but we are, unfortunately, now at a point where we are simply wasting resources.”
Wasting resources. I wish he would have chosen more tactful words. Then again, even if he had, would it sting any less?
“So…” My voice is shaky. I don’t want to ask this question, but I have to. “So what now?”
“At this point, I’m afraid to
