How are you?

He is sitting at the lunch table when I get there, having planned to check out the food (which was pretty good).

“Hi, how are you?” I ask.

He slowly turns to look at me, blankly. I repeat, slower, “how are you?”

“Donald Malcolm. I was Donald Malcolm.”

A long pause and a few stammers.

“I … will be Donald Malcolm, after I get through this.”

So we ate lunch.

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  1. Susan Yates

    Oh boy, that one hit home for me – just before my Dad died he said, ‘we’ll get through this’. What a profound statement from Don; it must be very hard for you, Delores, to keep showing your dear Don that he is now, and always will be Donald Malcolm. Love, Susan >