"Harry, who are you talking about darling?"
I walk in the room.
"Good afternoon Harry, sorry I'm late today. Hello m'am, I believe we haven't met yet, I'm Harry's nurse, Louis."
We shake hands.
"Mummy, dis is me boyfrien' Louwee."
I blush.
"Oh so you're the boy he's been talking about the whole time."
"Yeah he uh, he tends to get like this whenever he just got his morphine dose. I'm sorry."
I try laughing it off.
"Oh don't worry, love."
"Harry loooves Louis."