It was best that she recover in her sleep. The mind had less to ponder. His grandmother had said so. Thoko had also told him that his father was coming home.
That last part has confused him. His father was dead. Sure he had Uncle Nate but...His mind went back to the conversation they had in limbo with Uncle Nate. He'd said, "as your dads". Hope glimmered for a second before he snuffed it out. His mother had cried as if the world had ended when news came of his father's death.
"Mmmm, Nathaniel, please... find me..." She mumbled.
Will's attention snapped to her face. She'd always said she couldn't remember Uncle Nate. And yet she kept mumbling "please find me".
There was a soft knock on the door. Will stood up and opened the door. Bryan hugged him before passing him a paper bag with food.
"Thanks," Will said as he sat back down in the chair.
"You're welcome. How is she?" Bryan asked.
