On Saturday Joyce stayed at home and spent the day with Stephanie.
She could see that Stephanie's condition was getting worse and worse. She had lost more than ten pounds again. There was chest fluid in her lungs and she kept coughing all day long.
Jamie came every morning to give Stephanie nutritional fluids and the pain killer.
Joyce also learned from Jamie how to give injections.
Because Stephanie now needed pain relief on a regular basis and she would have to be very careful with the injection.
She learned that she could help more or less. In the evenings, it was she who gave Grandma her shots.
Every time when she looked at Stephanie's increasingly pale face, Joyce also understood that her grandmother would not have much time with her now.
The bond that had been built over these days made them almost a real family, and she could understand why Luther cared so much about Stephanie.
so that she could spend more time with his
Late afternoon on Sunday.
back from
had fallen asleep, a sleep that usually lasts well into the night, and now her waking hours had
living room couch, covered with a
return, she woke up, opened
later." She closed her eyes and said in a low
Luther stepped forward and lifted the wool
and scratched her hair, apparently annoyed, "Where’s your manner?
not seen? Take it, it's for you." Luther’s thin lips slightly hooked, smiling wickedly, and he
You just have to talk about that all day?" She was exasperated, but there was nothing she could do
box he tossed over, she asked,
it?" Luther sat down on the other sofa and looked at her patiently. He
ordinary black wooden box and