“Hi sweetheart, how ya doin?”
“I’m doing okay Dad. How are you?” Angela wondered if she sounded as nervous as she felt.
“Oh, I’m hanging in there. But I’d be lying if I said it hadn’t been a rough few days.”
“Yeah,” Angela said, pausing for a second, not knowing what to say next. “Listen, Dad, I’m not sure if you’ve talked to Auntie Pam or talked to Mom but...”
“I’m going to stop you right there,” Edward said, cutting her off. “I know we have a lot to talk about, but right now I need to tell you… I need to tell you that your Mom’s not doing so good.”
“What do you mean ‘not doing so good’?” Angela asked, panic elevating. “I...
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