Kathryn
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While they waited for Kyle to return with the food, Kathryn heard news both desperately happy and desperately sad. And it scared her. Mostly because she didn’t know what to do or say with Heather’s confession.
Still groggy from her nap, Heather whispered her secret.
“He loves me, Mama.”
Kathryn waited.
Heather gasped. “I love him, too.” Her eyes widened, glassy and red, and she shook her head. “But he can’t know.”
Kathryn frowned. “Why not, dear? It’s lovely to love someone who loves you back.” Her heart yawned wide in hope for her girl. She’d always liked Kyle. He was a good boy. He would treat Heather well.
“You could be happy with him, Heather. Is this still about your depression medication?”
“No.”
“What then?” Kathryn said.
“I have cancer. I know we’re taking care
