Thirtysomething1987

Nancy Krieger Weston:
What are you doing?

Ethan Weston:
What's it look like?

Nancy Krieger Weston:
It looks like you're playing with your Dino Riders.

[Ethan just continues to play]

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Can I come in for a few minutes?

Ethan Weston:
It's a free country.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
You're right. It is.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
[going over and taking a seat on the floor with Ethan] I know that you're still mad at me for yelling at you on Saturday.

Ethan Weston:
I'm not mad.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
No. Okay. You're not. But even if you are, I'm sorry for that. Okay? I want to apologize. And also, because...

Ethan Weston:
Because what?

Nancy Krieger Weston:
I want to talk to you about something.

Ethan Weston:
What?

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Well, I have to tell you the truth. That is, I have to tell you the truth because you know me so well, I can't lie to you. But you don't have to be a big boy or anything. I just can't lie to you. There is something wrong with me, Ethan. I'm sick. And I don't know how sick yet, but I'm going to find out really soon. Daddy's going to take me to the hospital on Saturday and then they'll find out what's wrong, and once they know what's wrong they'll figure out how to make it better. And I could tell you that everything's going to be all right and you don't have to worry, but that really wouldn't be the truth, really. So that's the truth. That's all.

Ethan Weston:
Are you gonna die?

Nancy Krieger Weston:
I don't know. I don't think so. But I don't know.

Ethan Weston:
'Kay.

Nancy Krieger Weston:
Okay.