"Good morning"
"Good morning doctor"
"Sorry for keeping you waiting"
"It's okay, so what's the news doctor? Is my son going to get better?"
"I'm afraid not. The cancer has gotten worse. The white blood cells which have the lymphocytes have spread, the chemo hasn't worked"
"How long has he got left?"
"Two months, three the most... I'm sorry"
YOU ARE READING
The Story of a Ball, named Ball
Short Story"I am dying in this cruel world, all I want to do is see the world, one... last... time" It's very hard hitting, once you find out... but why all that panic if you've only got a few years to die. It's a slow death, you start becoming weaker and weak...
