When I get to the hospital, I find the room with no problem. Grandpa is sitting beside Gran, looking like somebody punched the wind out of him. Grandm... is hooked up to a heart monitor and has an oxygen mask. The volume of the oxygen is set high enough that there is no way to hear her weak voice.I know Grandpa well enough to know not to ask him what is going on. He is too stressed and can’t answer anyway.When the nurse comes in to check on Gran, I tell Grandpa, “Tell the nurse that she should. It was still dark, but the eastern sky was lightening with the dawn.She recognized this stretch of road leading to the farm. The trees were dense through here, but only for about thirty feet on either side of the road. The fields on either side were grassy with horses and cattle grazing. Actual farming had stopped 2 years ago with Grandfather's illness. The fields were lying mostly fallow except for about forty acres planted with wheat and maintained by a neighboring farmer. Grandfather had a. Can you accept this? Cory, (she said my name again to be sure she had my attention) I will not, at any sober moment, outside of my or your bedroom, declare my love for you. My career goals far overshadow anything else in my life. I’m sorry if this disappoints you, but it is, what it is. If you get up and walk out of my life tonight, I totally understand. It’s just, in fairness Cory, you should know this.”I thought her words over and let them sink in, and told her, “Now that I know where I. The women in the room would have frozen to death, if the temperature in the room dropped twenty degrees. They were all Junkie thin, so on that part I fit in pretty well. They had pasty skin and sunken eyes, which I didn't. They were pure junkie whore material. Also they wore almost no clothing. Strips of cloth which barely covered anything. They might as well have been standing around naked."What? ya'll got a thing for meth head whores," I said with a laugh."I wouldn't say that too loud, a.