"What happened? Is it her flu?"
Christian rapid fires questions between his father and the doctor as we all stand in wait. Mrs.
Monochero is visable through the small window of the door. Never under all of her thick fur
coats and large feathery clothes did I realize how thin she was.
She almost looks anorexic, only this is obviously from age. Her cheeks are quite hollow looking
and the gray I've been seeing in her skin over the months is worse than it has ever been. This
doesn't look like the flu.
"She doesn't have the flu," the doctor confirms with a sigh. "Mrs. Monochero has been having
health problems for a while now. There was a tumor in her brain an-"
"Was?" Tanner cuts him off, his gaze turning to a glare directed at his father. "She had a tumor
and you didn't bother to t
