I sat in Mom's new office, the setting sun casting long shadows over the interior of the space, glass glowing in that almost supernatural way it had when the sun hit it just right. I stared into the red horizon, knowing it foretold a good day tomorrow, that color. And wondering if I'd get to see it.

Morbid much?

Mom circled to my side, sitting in one of the white leather seats, handing me a cup of coffee while she sighed and ...