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I held back from seeing Jacob much during those weeks. He wanted only his mother, and I wasn__ sure I could handle seeing him like that. I stopped by to pick up his siblings and take them away, but I rarely went inside the house. After several days of this, I knew I must face the sight that my daughter faced daily. Inside, I approached the couch tentatively.Would I upset him? A few times when I had visited, he__ hidden his facein a blanket. I reached out hesitantly, touching his thin arm, the skin hot and dry as paper. He didn__ move, but I could see the rise and fall of his swollen chest. Suddenly, my legs gave way, and I dropped to my knees in front of the grandson that I loved so dearly. My hand shook as I lifted it to his soft, fuzzy head. I felt as though I was in the presence of someone very holy.__ love you,_ I whispered, and when he didn__ respond, an even softer whisper, __ell Grandpa that I love him and miss him._ And then, with a groan, __ear God, don__ let him suffer.