She'd avoided pretending to be cheery. She'd worried that it would seem as if she was minimising the gravity of his situation. It seemed unfeeling to breeze in, say a few happy words, and breeze out again to continue her life when his life had been reduced to so little.
But was a little light-heartedness exactly what he needed? Could it bring some sunshine to his closed-in world?
His eyes were on her face, and Lois smiled. She put her hand on his cheek and looked directly into his eyes. "We're OK, Dad," she whispered. "The road ahead looks hellishly hard, but you're not alone."
Perhaps there was a response in the blink of his eyes.
Perhaps there wasn't.
Thanks!
Corrina.
