“Claire, sweetheart… you shouldn’t have seen me like this.”
That sentence broke something inside me.
“Ethan told me he brought you to the city to live with him.”
Richard tightened his grip on the wheelchair arms.
“He did. But after a while, I became too difficult to handle.”
He said nothing more because a nurse walked by pushing a medication cart and casually remarked:
“His son came by around a month ago. Stayed maybe ten minutes, checked his watch the entire time, then left without even wheeling him outside.”
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