NOLAN
“I was expecting your call," Mum began, her voice weak but her words were clear nonetheless. “Or wait, was I? Because with you one hardly knows what to expect."
“Mum, I heard about...."
“If you heard I was dying," Mum interjected, “then you heard right."
It really wasn't a walk in the park to listen to her or anyone talk about her impending demise. While I made a valiant effort not to dwell on it, it felt like a piece of my soul chipped off every time I heard about it. It was hard.
“Mum, I'm so sorry....”
“It's a little hard to believe, isn't it? I'm here, suffering to take in every single breath and you out there in the human world with your human girlfriend living the human life you always wanted.”
There was a way she said human, a hint of anger embedded in her tone every t
