I have rung my parent's three times today to find out if my brother had rung with an update on Carole, but every time they answered they thought my call would be him. We are all afraid to ring him, but desperate to know what is going on. And knowing it won't be good.
I just wish we could change things, find some miracle cure - something, anything.
I know I should do something, but I feel paralysed just waiting for the phone to ring.
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