Chapter Twenty-Four
I stare at my phone for a minute before I slide it back into my pocket. The property owner is ahead of me, talking in over-bright tones to the Reverend Mother and Zenny, gesturing around to windows and load-bearing beams. I should be up there with them, and I will be.
In just a moment.
It’s another bowel obstruction, Dad had explained. They don’t know if it’s the old site flaring up or something new—new mets in her intestines, maybe. Adhesions from the last surgery. They did a suction on her stomach to relieve the pressure; she’s about to go in for a scan now.
It’s funny how quickly everything can fall apart. Only last week she was putting away dishes and arguing about God…and now we’re back in the hospital, possibly facing another surgery.
I glance at my wat
