My family, like most families, has been touched tragically by cancer. Not my immediate family, but enough that I know that Christmas, with its insistence on mirth, can be especially difficult for those suffering. Not enough, however, that I can honestly say how I'd react if a really close loved one was dying. I suspect that it would be like Ed from Andrew Pyper's "The Ward," not really wanting to hear the well-wishes of others, not wanting to make idle chit-chat, and definitely not wanting to sing carols.
You would have gathered enough from the above to correctly ascertain that "The Ward" isn't exactly the cheeriest of Christmas stories, but I will say there's a sweet and tender moment at the end that still fits the spirit of the holiday.
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