“I was wondering if I could talk to you,” Kelley said.
“Sure. Let’s walk and talk, though. I’ve still got more patients to see.”
Kelley followed Dr. Barnes. She pulled her notepad out of her purse and looked at the questions.
“Cancer doesn’t run in my family,” Kelley said, reading from the pad. “I just don’t understand why Aunt Helee came down with it.”
“Sometimes we just don’t know why these things happen,” the doctor replied, looking over a patient’s chart. “Excuse me, I have to go in. You’ll have to stay out here.”
Kelley nodded, frowning.
When Dr. Barnes came back out, Kelley continued with her questions. She was repeatedly told the same thing: “Nobody knows why”, “These things are difficult to understand”, “Grief is a hard hill to get over”.
Kelley was frustrated. She wasn’t getting any concrete information from this woman. When Dr. Barnes went to see another patient, Kelley leaned up against the wall and closed her eyes. I’m trying, Helee, she thought.
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