Deathbed

Martha has cancer and demands attention. Danny doesn't want to deal. Thomas has things he'd like to forget. Steven loves too much. Susan feels betrayed. Martin is confused. And Ian wants to know what death is really like. Standing at the intersection of death, desire, memory and disease, how can we reasonably articulate our own pain in the face of another's suffering? Maybe it's just easier to read a book. And have a sandwich.