Are you coming with me
to the appointment?
she asks.
As if I\'d leave her
to go on her own.
I squeeze her hand.
Of course I am.
Am I worried about her
how she\'s feeling
about everything
how she\'s sleeping?
Of course I am.
What about you?
she says,
turning to face me.
Are you okay?
I give her my most
optimistic and
upbeat smile,
and tell the biggest lie.
Of course I am.