The Good Son
“He was upright, with his eyes closed and a battered paperback discarded on his lap.
There was a strange air of peace surrounding him. Despite the bruises and the discolouration of his face, he might have been asleep.
Asleep and hooked up to an IV.
A nurse stood beside me, her brow furrowed. “Visiting hours ended at eight.”
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I wasn’t thinking. I just…”
“Unless you have business here, I’ll have to ask you to leave.”
“How’s he doing, the man in the end bed?”
“Are you a relativ...e?”
“A friend.”
“He’s doing well. Recovering.”
“Yeah, he looks good.”
The nurse didn’t say anything. She bit her bottom lip and kept her gaze fixed on Bill.
“If you want, I can take a message. Let him know you were here.”
“No. Not yet.”
As I turned to leave, she placed a hand on my forearm, but the touch was fleeting and I slipped away fast.
Back at my flat, I grabbed a nap on the sofa. The alarm on my mobile set to wake me up in an hour.
I was exhausted, physically and mentally.MoreLess
There was a strange air of peace surrounding him. Despite the bruises and the discolouration of his face, he might have been asleep.
Asleep and hooked up to an IV.
A nurse stood beside me, her brow furrowed. “Visiting hours ended at eight.”
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I wasn’t thinking. I just…”
“Unless you have business here, I’ll have to ask you to leave.”
“How’s he doing, the man in the end bed?”
“Are you a relativ...e?”
“A friend.”
“He’s doing well. Recovering.”
“Yeah, he looks good.”
The nurse didn’t say anything. She bit her bottom lip and kept her gaze fixed on Bill.
“If you want, I can take a message. Let him know you were here.”
“No. Not yet.”
As I turned to leave, she placed a hand on my forearm, but the touch was fleeting and I slipped away fast.
Back at my flat, I grabbed a nap on the sofa. The alarm on my mobile set to wake me up in an hour.
I was exhausted, physically and mentally.MoreLess
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