I know something is wrong. I didn’t want to bother him about it. “Women’s problems”. He’s someone who can deal with apocalypse and demons, vampires and myths; he’s a dab hand with a chisel, but when it comes to female plumbing, well, my female plumbing I don’t think he could deal with it. He wants another child so desperately. We try constantly, it’s wonderful trying.

We were in the kitchen one time, and Jack came in … He froze, turned on his heel and walked out muttering “Parents eeww!” We had to stop; we were laughing too much. That was when he was ten.

I went to the doctor without telling Rupert. He did some tests, and told me it’s a tumour one that he can’t identify. On the X-ray it looks like a lump of stone.

I can’t tell Rupert. In my heart I know what caused it. I’ll keep it in my heart because it would destroy Rupert if he knew. I’m not in pain; it hardly bothers me at all. So I’ll leave it be and concentrate on my son and my husband and how he makes me feel, while I can still feel without a heart of stone.

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