Begin Again

eir only job was to keep the media out. The last thing they wanted was stories of his father, true

ense now, Liam thought, her lack of inspiration, the listlessness, the faraway look in her eyes. It wasn't that she

her hair as he squeezed he

m a shaky smile as she sat down

ged so much in a space of a few hours. But, his father looked so serene as he slept. Liam knew, though, there was nothing peaceful about what he was goi

r and kissed

is–" He said in a weak voice and t

to hear his strong, roaring voice, the same on

an old fool,"

hen," Clarke shot back, and

is, and you'll come back stronger. I need you to come back and kick

into a long fit of convulsive coughs that didn't seem

ally to get him comfortable. Clarke passed out soon after they gave him a shot of morphine. Liam suggested th

ence room on the administration floor, and

?" He asked Dr Smith,

spread in the six months Clarke had delayed in getting treatment. As things stood,

but what are

e'll do everything we can to fight this. The fi

discuss the odds, but ninety p

he conference room more optimis

cold, and so was his Mom. Both his sisters were wid

at the Civic Theatre and all other fu

Art Gallery in Forrest Creek where she worked as a curator. She'd have to miss

om next to the bed when Mrs Gibson and her impressive troop

tion and no guidance, he stepped into th