Letters to God Page #2

That's funny.

Just what I was thinking.

Well, I can see things

haven't changed around here.

How's Tyler?

He's good. Yeah. You know,

as good as a little boy can be after having brain

surgery and 30 treatments of radiation.

But he's home.

For now. So...

So, what does the doctor say?

The same. "Medulloblastoma

is a rare and aggressive brain cancer.

"Don't get your hopes up."

Yeah, like I can control that.

But you know what?

The good news is, my mom is staying

for a while until things settle down.

- Oh, that's great.

- Yeah.

Can you give me a report on my patients,

please?

Yeah, let me...

Okay, so, Mrs. Riley is in 406.

That little boy Matthew is in 402.

And Mr. Samuels is back again in 410.

Great.

- Uh, Granna?

- Mm-hm?

You sure you're okay with doing this?

Oh, piece of cake.

Your mom taught me how to do it.

Um, are you sure

you know how to do this, Granna?

Cool it. You're making me nervous.

(Ben) Tyler! Mom's on the phone!

(Sighs) He's up here and he's busy!

Now slow. Make sure you don't

get an air bubble in my heart.

Yes, sir.

- Tyler? What's wrong?

- Tyler, Mom wants to talk to you.

- Aaaaah!

- Tyler!

- Oh!

- Tyler!

Aah! Tyler!

- Aaaah!

- Tyler!

Oh, for heaven's sake!

That's really not funny.

You're a jerk, man.

Ben!

- I'm sorry, Granna. (Laughs)

- Silly.

- (Maddy) Mom!

- Maddy?

Mom, is Tyler okay?

Everything's fine. Everything's okay.

- You don't have to come home.

- Mom, everything's fine here.

Just stay at work.

(Chuckles) Right.

Oh, fool me once.

- (Retches)

- Oh, Maddy, I've got to call you back.

(Sighs)

Okay. Call me back.

Hey. Is he okay?

Yeah, he's okay.

Are you okay?

No. This whole thing stinks.

Well, I get that.

(Sighs)

When I'm struggling with something,

it really helps me to pray about it.

(Scoffs) Pray? Yeah.

What are we supposed

to pray for, exactly?

Dear God...

don't take Tyler.

You have Dad.

Isn't that enough?

Oh, Ben.

Prayer is just telling God what's in your heart

and asking Him to help you with it.

Well, maybe I don't want to tell God

what's in my heart.

I'm afraid to ask God to help Tyler.

I mean, what if He doesn't?

No, I can't.

Come on. Come on.

Dear Heavenly Father...

(Tyler) "Dear God...

"how many people are in heaven?

"Must be a lot.

"I know two, and I'm only eight."

(Granna) We are struggling, Lord.

We're scared,

and we need your guidance.

(Tyler) "I learned a new word today.

"Medu... lloblastoma...

or something.

"My mom says I'll be sick for a while,

"but it'll be okay."

"Why am I sick, God?

"The medicine stinks.

"But I don't have to take

my spelling test this week,

"so that's good."

"Can you see the stars from heaven?

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