Not this time. They reached her door and she mumbled a goodbye while looking at the ground. She turned to go inside but Specs caught her arm. She shook her head, not trusting herself to speak. She took a deep breath and managed to whisper to him.
Nothing s wrong.
With the last scrap of composure she had she choked out her explanation. The doctor I m dying Specs. Then the tears came freely and she leaned on him for support, every ounce of strength she had being devoted to her grief. He held her tightly, his mind racing. He d known she was sick but people didn t stay sick forever.