“He hasn’t told you anything, has he?”
Those words kept echoing in my head.
I looked at Arnold, waiting for him to explain.
“Tell me where my husband is.”
Arnold wiped his eyes.
“He’s in the pediatric wing.”
“Why?”
He hesitated.
“Sarah, I think you should hear this from him.”
“Arnold, I am his wife. I deserve to know what is happening.”
He looked down at the lunch bag in my hand.
“You came here to surprise him?”
I nodded.
“I brought his favorite lunch.”
Arnold gave a sad smile.
“He would love that.”
“Then why are you crying?”
He took a deep breath.
“Because Ben has been trying to do something for your family for months. And I don’t think you know how much he has been carrying.”
My heart began to race.
“What has he been carrying?”
Arnold looked toward the hallway.
“Come with me.”
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