"Mrs Bryceland? Dr Ellis. Could I have a word? Come to my office…"
"We’ve got the test results. It’s positive."
Ellen Bryceland removed her glasses. Polished slowly.
"I’d finish at work. Enjoy what’s left. Four weeks? Two months?"
Outside she called Bill. "I’m not working today. I’ll explain later. No, don’t worry."
With time fading, her tapestry was key. Autobiography in thread. One panel left. Smiley, her dancing dog. Radiating beads of water, woven golden honey shaken from his coat.
Ellen heard four words: "Moments, lifetimes, love endures."