Tony

Doc Coe blinked 3 times as he stared intently into Mrs. Cesti’s eyes. She glanced away 3 times, but saw none of the photos on his wall. Her husband did not even breathe. “Alice, I’m afraid your memory is failing because you have Alzheimer’s disease.” “Oh, I know, but, I’ll be just fine. My Harry will take care of me.” She looked over to Harry as he stared back, a flat smile on his lips. How could he tell her?