The car pulled up in front of the familiar home of my grandparents, and I heard the most pained sound come from my Mum. Quite honestly, it made me feel like my heart had torn in two.
‘Right son, I need you to be there as much as you can, because right now I don’t know what I can do to help her.’ Dad mindlinked me, taking me by surprise. My Dad was asking for my support? It was usually me needing his support. He always knew what to do to calm Mum down, and the fact that he was at a loss right now was worrying.
But, if he needed my support, then without a doubt I would be there. For him and for Mum. ‘Sure thing.’ I reassured him. Yes, Dad and I may clash at times. It comes from us both being stubborn, I guess. Hard-headed and a pair of asses, I do believe my Mum called it. Both so much al
