"Prepare ourselves for what?". I asked getting to my feet. I knew what she meant but I wasn't giving up. She was strong, it wasn't her time yet.

"Oh sweetheart". She bounced up from her seat pulling me in for a hug. "I'm so so sorry". She whispered. "How are you doing?".

"Is there any change?".

"No change honey but we're hopeful the antibiotics will work. They're going to start her course later this morning".

My uncle Zac was very quiet. Hadn't said two words to me, never even looked my way. ...