Abel

"How are you holding up? Didn't expect to see you here today," Dad says as I enter the job site we're working on. "I approved you being off for another day."

"I know, but Mom sent me home last night. She said I was hovering too much, and there's nothing for me to do. The doctor said they basically did everything they could do, and now all we can do is wait for the test results. That's worse than not being able to do anything at all. I'd rather be here, ...