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When he came back he was silent, drawn; he looked weary, beat-down, and older than his years, but even after travelling all the way from England, he still he carried Mom up to her room, gently tucked her in and made her comfortable, checked her meds, and sat next to her holding her hand, just like Daddy used to. When I looked in on them a little later, they were both fast asleep, still holding hands, so I tip-toed away. I'd had this long speech ready about why it had to take him eight years to come home, didn't he know it was too late now, blah-blah-blah, but Mom kind of defused that; while he was saying his goodbye, she gave me the rundown on what it was like for him as a medical student in Britain.