Chapter V

The bedroom was illuminated by the soft glow of a lamp next to the bed. The curtains were closed which made the room dark even though it was midday. Stewart Junior sat by his mother’s bedside. He wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting there or what the current time was but he continued to sit. Ever since his mother’s nurse, Tad Perkins, had informed the four siblings that it wouldn’t be long now. But how long ago was that he couldn’t tell. As a middle-aged man, Stewart’s aching back would argue with Nurse Perkins assessment of ‘long’ but he refused to move. There was no way he was not going to be by his mother’s side when she finally passed.