Price of Love
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r, voice weak and strained, was asking for a glass of water, and Mum
sliding out of bed. Mum nodded, her expr
ted a water dispenser. Filling a cup, I hurried back to
lear on his face. "Does it hurt?" I asked, concern creeping int
was downplaying it for my sake, and I held my tongue, not wa
rmed into a whirl of activity-beeping mach
David's sheets and bedpan before pl
d the air with impatience: "When can we see the do
t you know as soon as he's free," she sai
eal a young doctor in a pristine white la
tantly. We all nodded as one, bracing ourselves. "I have
w furrowing. "Your bones are
with dread. "Will he be able to walk again?" Tears began t
ssly for the doctor's response. I glanced at David,
on't be able to walk again." The air thickened with despair, and Mum's so
ng in our sorrow. After a few moments, Mum gradually comp
taring blankly ahead, as if proce
oppressive silence with the practicaliti
o home," she informed Mum, who glanc
lamented, her voice thick with despair. David, se
M card," he instructed gently. "I ha
reality crashed over me like a tidal wave. David, onc
t. I envisioned my best friend moving on without me and
vily upon me, and before I knew it, tears s
pered to myself, each tear a release. I stee
r work I could, even mu
ough the despair and finally settled the bill,
ovided a wheelchair for David, and we ha
ed from the emotional toll, yet re
in the sitting room, trying to mask my worry. "Do you need anything?"
." His tone made my hear
happen," he confessed, his
you to go to college. You need to take care of Mum."
bare the reality I'd tried to avoid. We both succ
okay, David. We'll get through this. I'll find a job tomo
r weary smile fading wh
cheerfulness. David covered, "Just catching up, Mum,"
I saw the nearly empty fridge. Mum always made do, but I felt t
heavily on my young shoulders, but
he emotional fatigue settling in. Lying in
amily's future rested squarely on me now. The prospect was fri
loped my room, and I drifted into an uneasy slee