“Yeah. He says his new meds make him sleepy. That could be the reason.”

“I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do?” Cindy sounded concerned.

“If you see Becky, please tell her to contact me. I’ll send her a text when I know what’s happening. We’re supposed to be meeting for an early dinner, but I don’t know if I’ll be back in time.”

“Where’s dinner?”

“On campus at the dining hall.”

“If a guy called Corey stops by to talk to Becky in the dining hall, make sure you look like a couple.”

“Why? Who’s this Corey guy?”

“Becky hasn’t mentioned him?”

“Not a word. Should I know about him?” Now he was curious. Was Becky interested in dating Corey?

“He’s a student who attends my church. He likes Becky but she’s not interested.”

“Is he being inappropriate?”

“Not at the moment. I was there when she told him she’s not interested, but I’m not convinced he’s listening.”

His hand formed a fist. That wouldn’t fix the situation. “What can I do?”

“If you ever meet Corey, then act like you’re in love with Becky.”

He nodded. He was no actor, but he didn’t need to try and pretend he had feelings for Becky. The feelings were there, and he was in a quandary.

The door opened and Mom’s bed was wheeled into the room.

“Mom’s back. I have to go.”

“Sure. Keep me posted.”

“Will do.” He stood and reached for Mom’s hand. “How are you doing?”

“Tired. Glad you’re here, but I feel bad. You’re missing work.”

“It’s okay. You’re more important than work.”

“I love you, Sam.” Mom looked around. “Where’s your father?”

“I don’t know. He didn’t answer the phone.”

Mom let out a sob and closed her eyes. Tears dripped from between her lashes, landing on her pale face.

He squeezed her hand. “Mom, what’s going on with Dad?”

“I can’t keep doing this.”

“Doing what?”

She opened her watery eyes and held his gaze. “Carrying you father. Working all the time. It’s too much.”

He nodded. “I thought you were planning to retire soon.”

“That’s the problem. I can’t.”