James walked into the lounge where Martin and Sheila were sitting and talking. He still felt awkward just walking in. They both glanced at him.
"How did it go?" Martin asked
"Could've been better" replied James "I've got something I need to ask you about"
"Of course dear, would you like a drink first?" asked Sheila
"Er , yeah, thanks, coffee please, white and one sugar"
"Martin?" She got a nod in response "Ok" and Sheila moved off to the kitchen.
"What do you want to ask son?" Martin asked as James moved to sit down
"Rebecca..mentioned something about another brother"
Martin's face fell a little "ah, yes, you mean Andrew"
"I guess...." he was unsure how to proceed " What happened, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Martin, visibly breathed in deeply and said "About a year ago Andrew died from breathing complications, asthma. He and Rebecca were out in the country when he had an attack, a serious one..."Martin was struggling "his inhaler had no effect and the asthma attack caused led to cardiac arrest...he died in Rebecca's arms"
"Oh God" James replied quietly, no wonder she had freaked when he used his inhaler.....