I felt awkward as I shyly reached out to hold his big, masculine hand. ‘It’s been an honour to look after you,’ I said and stood up to leave. ‘It’s a bit inappropriate but all I can say is good luck,’ I added, unable to say goodbye, since we both knew it would be for the last time. I stood up – his wife came towards me, her eyes full of tears. I buried my face in her shoulder, holding her fiercely for a few seconds and then left the room.
