Fear
He never shows fear. Yet, I know he's scared.
He has to be. Because we all are.
He's dying. That would scare anyone.
Yet, he doesn't show he's afraid.
I have enough fear for both him and I. And probably everyone else we work with as well.
He should be scared.
I am so mad at him right now! Not because he's dying, but because he's not showing any fear.
I wish he would just do something. Scream, throw things, something.
Instead, he just lays there, cracking jokes like nothing is different.
But it's all different.
He's not afraid.
Tony.