His hand seemed to enjoy touching me, several times before he seemed to send energy through me.<br/>"his name is Charlie actually, strange coincidence," She gasped between breaths as his hand gently caressed her face, she no longer wanted it to leave that spot. Closing her eyes, she began to remember her uncle as she was a child, cancer free and full of life. He was an old man but he kept up with her as if he was young as well. Calmina remembered him like this the best, it was hard to think about him lying in a bed and withering away. Lymphoma was his disease and she worried it would take him too soon.