Diane and I pretended not to notice.
***
One day, Lily and Aaron were arguing about prom themes, talking about college plans and weekend dates, and the next, she was spending her time in hospitals and treatment rooms. Most days, Lily could be found sitting in a treatment chair with a port in her chest.
It was devastating news for everyone, but especially for my son. I could see how much it hurt him to watch someone he loved go through something he couldn’t fix.
Still, he never pulled away.
One day, Lily and Aaron were arguing.
***
Aaron visited his girlfriend every day he could, brought her favorite snacks, helped her with schoolwork, watched bad movies with her, and spent countless hours by her side until she fell asleep.
***
“You’re going again today?” I asked, although I already knew.
“She’s having a rough week,” my son said, zipping the bag. “I told her I’d be there by four.”
I nodded and reached for my coffee.