137 TORN BONDS

“What did you hear?” The old man questioned and when Davis didn't say anything, he sighed and added, “I said your mother is getting better.” “But she hasn't improved for years,” Davis said slowly, walking back and taking a seat next to his grandfather. “How is she now? And how is she suddenly getting better?” “Don't you want her to get better?” The old man asked. Davis gave him an irritated look. “Of course I do. I never knew her love and if she gets better, maybe… maybe I'd know what it feels like to be loved by my mother.” “I never gave up on helping your mother. Although we were told she might never recover, I didn't stop visiting her or reminding her of the good times. I also talked about you a lot when I was with her and she finally recognized me when I last visited her. She called me father—” Davis moved closer to him. “What else did she say? Did she mention me at all?” He inquired, expectantly. The old man shook his head with a sigh. “She didn't spend up to a m