Primo: When I am at my mom and dad's, I need to ask my dad what he wants to do.
Me: What he wants to do?
Primo: If my mom goes first.
Me: I wish your dad would die first. I want your mom to have a few years of peace. She would be so happy in a retirement community where she could have some friends.
Primo: I know. My dad won't take her anywhere. He isolates her.
Me: She is so lonely. I feel sorry for her.
Primo: But he is in a lot better health than she is.
Me: I know.
Primo: My hope is that he will want to move near his sister.
Me: You wouldn't bring him here, would you?
Primo: No! He wouldn't want to be here. He and his sister get along.
Me: Does she know what he's like?
Primo: They talk on the phone. He considers her an intellectual equal.
Me: But does she know what he is like in everyday life?
Primo: Well, he couldn't live in the same house with her. Just near her.