Christmas Comes Home to Canaan Page #2

Well, the best-case

scenario

is that once we relieve

the pressure on the nerves,

he'll regain

full use of his legs.

Well, what's the worst?

Hello?

Sissy?

Daddy?

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Um, I just got done

talking to the doctor, and, uh,

things may not be as rosy

as we had hoped for.

The doctor says the surgery

may not help all that much.

As a matter of fact,

it could even make things worse.

How's bobber takin' it?

Well, I haven't

told him yet.

To be honest,

I was kind of wondering

whether I should or not.

He oughta know.

Well, if he knows,

then he might not

go through with it.

Then that's his choice.

Yeah, but

this might be

the only chance he has,

and if bobber gets wind of this,

then he loses that chance,

and it's likely to be

the only one he has left.

Oh, here he is now.

You wanna say hi to sissy?

No.

Hey, listen, he says

he'll speak at you later.

Okay.

Well, take care.

All right.

Love you.

Just catching them up

on the latest.

So I heard.

Be real nice

if you told me, though, first.

I don't want the operation,

not if it could

make things worse.

But, Bob,

I also told your father

that there's a good chance

that we would

see improvement.

But you don't know for sure.

No, no, we don't,

not for sure.

Well, I wish you'd have

told me that

before everyone got

their minds made up,

and then I'd have told you

I wasn't interested.

I'm sorry, son.

It's just, I was just afraid...

Afraid you couldn't find a way

to fix what happened?

How many times

I gotta tell you,

the accident wasn't your fault,

so it's not your job

to keep on trying to fix it.

I have an idea.

What if Bob and I

were to take a little walk.

No point.

I'm not

changing my mind.

Just think of it

as a sadie Hawkins dance.

Ladies' choice.

Can't say no.

Against the rules.

Here.

So...

Cards on the table.

Why the change of heart?

Like I said,

nobody told me

it could make it worse.

That's a good reason.

No wonder you're upset.

Look, I get around

good enough.

I worked hard

to get around this good.

Why would I want to risk

what I've got?

I can understand that.

No, you can't.

No one can.

Not you, not my dad, nobody.

It's here, too.

What happened?

I was about your age.

There was an accident,

a fire.

The doctors

weren't even sure

they could save my arm.

So many skin grafts

and surgeries.

Sometimes, I wished

they'd just stop trying.

I about had,

but they never doubted

they could save my arm.

Turns out,

they were right.

So, here's the deal...

If you decide

to have the surgery,

I will work

with you myself-,

just you and me.

But there's one thing

I won't do.

I won't let you quit.

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