A few months earlier: (England)
"Mr.McKenzie.. Your father is diagnosed with liver cancer." The chief doctor informed Harris.
Harris stared at the doctor, trying to process his words for a couple of minutes.
"How bad is it?" Harris asked blankly.
"I'm sorry but he is at the final stage of his illness." Harris pressed his lips into a thin line to control his raging emotions. "Can I see him?"
"Yeah sure.." The doctor led him to the VIP ward where Harold McKenzie was admitted. Harris took a deep breath before tapping on the door gently. He peeped into the room and watched his father motioning weakly at him to enter. "Dad.. you are going to be okay.. I just talked to the doctor and he said you are completely fine.." He lied in order to comfort his sick father who looked weak
