"It has been less than a month since his last chemotherapy session. We have not received new supplies yet. But he is holding on because he knows you are coming." Susan said as they walked in deeper.
Iyisha felt her chest tighten.
Lance is sick.
He's a patient and he's in this hospital.
Which means...
She looked over at Malcolm. He kept his eyes on the floor as they walked beside Susan down the hallway.
She might find the reason why he went missing in action.
Susan stopped outside a room near the end of the corridor. The door looked plain and closed yet her heart pounded.
"Are you ready?" Susan asked looking at Malcolm.
Malcolm took a slow breath. "Yes."
Susan opened the door and stepped aside.
Malcolm went in first.
Iyisha followed behind him.
The room was quiet except for the steady hiss of an oxygen machine beside the bed.
