The hospital room was quiet, only the occasional sound of the monitor ticking.
Sonny sat on the side of the bed, holding his mother's hand, who looked pale and weak. Sonny's own face was no less pale and his eyes looked red, from lack of sleep and crying.
A few hours ago, the doctor had called him into the consultation room and given him the heart-rending news that Ariel had stage two brain cancer.
"Mr. Kendrick, your mother's condition is quite serious. Brain cancer can spread quickly and cause fatal brain function decline if not treated immediately," said the doctor in a calm voice but in Sonny's ears it sounded piercing. "We recommend starting an intensive care program immediately. Chemotherapy, radiation therapy, and maybe surgery later if possible."
Sonny could only nod. His t
