They left for Vegas on Monday and she had a lot to do before then. She had to make sure Tommy's prescriptions were all filled, that his clothes were clean, that he'd been keeping up with his reading. He was too sick to attend his classes but his school had provided them with everything he needed to keep up. It was blind optimism at it's best, hoping that a kid with recurring cancer would make it to the next grade. But he was doing so much better with the supplements they'd started giving him. Even the doctor at the free clinic said so. Turmeric and something called Essiac they gave people with cancer in Canada. Who knew? And once she started getting paid she was taking him to a real doctor. One who could tell them if he needed to start chemo again or not. She'd be able to pay for the treatments and the scans. She was deep cleaning the kitchen later when she heard it.
