she writes to him again, when will he come home, and he holds his chest and thinks, if only he wouldn’t cough out his heart. although it would help get rid of the torment. he is on his knees, his head is spinning and his legs are shaking, he has noticeably lost weight. diagnosis: lung cancer. he was diagnosed with it a month ago and the prognosis is not the best. he hears his phone call.

oh, honey, not now, please…