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@@@@@ Ian nudged me forward ?What should I do?? I breathedThe sweat beading on my forehead had nothing to do with the humid heatgrandfather lived to be a hundred and one,? Walter wheezed, audible again?Nobody ever had cancer in my family, not even the cousinsDidn't your aunt Regan have skin cancer, though?? He looked at me trustingly, waiting for an answerIan poked me in the back ?Maybe that was Bill's aunt,? Walter allowed I shot a panicked glance at Ian, who shrugged?Help,? I mouthed at him He motioned for me to take Walter's searching fingers Walter's skin was chalk white and translucentI could see the faint pulse of blood in the blue veins on the back of his handI lifted his hand gingerly, worried about the slender bones that Jamie had said were so brittleIt felt too light, as if it were hollow ?Ah, Gladdie, it's been hard without youIt's a nice place here; you'll like it, even when I'm gonePlenty of people to talk to?I know how you need to have your conversation? The volume of his voice sank until I couldn't make out the words anymore, but his lips still shaped the words he wanted to share with his wifeHis mouth kept moving, even when his eyes closed and his head lolled to the side Ian found a wet cloth and began wiping Walter's shining face ?I'm not good at? at deception,? I whispered, watching Walter's mumbling lips to make sure he wasn't listening to me?I don't want to upset him ?You don't have to say anything,? Ian reassured me?He's not lucid enough to ca