I want to buy you that heart Mr H says with a tinkle in his eye as he points to a crystal pendant in a shop window in the pretty streets of
. Stockholm Old Town
So with a giggling grin smeared across my face we step inside.
As waves of nausea crash inside my stomach I stutter I can't have it...
I swipe at the stream of unexpected tears as they drip onto my blouse.
Concern is etched into Mr H eyes.
Chemo is all I can say.
Chemotherapy drug I gasp.
Red in crystal. Looks like Red in plastic.
The lady immediately moves the pendant out of sight and gently puts her hand on my shoulder. I understand she kindly says, concern glowing in her eyes now too.
I never thought Mr H says as we leave the shop.
Where did that come from I say, shaking my head. I thought I had locked that memory away forever.