George returned and held the door open but didn’t go in. He smiled tightly. “I told Mrs. Grady how sorry I was. I also owe you an apology, Peter. You cared for my son and I had no right to criticize.” Peter stepped aside, and George walked over to Russell. “I barely finished telling you I was sorry, and then I judged you harshly. I see I haven’t learned a thing over the last eight years. I sincerely apologize. I came to tell you that I had the same cancer, and after more than four years, I’m still healthy. I needed you to know that it isn’t going to kill you. The others—it wasn’t caught in time. Your wise doctor,” George glanced over at Peter and nodded, “was smart enough to start screening early. That will make all the difference. I wanted to see you. I’ll go now, but I would like to hear from you sometime to know how you’re doing.”