Chapter Twenty-Nine
Delilah
May
I would move across the country for you.
That one sentence from Alex had been spinning a circle in my thoughts for weeks. I felt a little crazy.
I took one last look at my father, who was sound asleep and had been for the entirety of my visit this afternoon, before standing and leaving the room quietly. My mother was in the kitchen planting seedlings in her flower boxes. She would put them out to hang on her deck railings soon.
She looked up, her eyes meeting mine as I crossed into the kitchen. “He still sleeping?”
I nodded. “Oh, yeah. When he’s awake, how is he doing?”
My mother looked down as she carefully used her fingertips to pat the soil. “He’s only awake for an hour here and there. I think he mostly feels tired. They’re giving him enough pain
