Weeks ago I wrote about an elderly Sissy I've met in a nursing home. Better read here.
A few days after our first encounter we motored with my Spouse back to this place with a bag of modest presents to sweeten her days.
She accepted very few things and fell back in her endless card game. We had a surprisingly constructive exchange with some of the staff and drove away.
An email starting "Be advised of our deep regrets ..." made it's way this evening.
Lady Claudia has been peacefully freed from the burden of existence.
Tears finally stopped when the voice of my Fairy came soft and clear:
"Don't be sad my girl, I've held to my word, she fell asleep and became part of her dream, one more fairy just woke-up !"
"You mean Fairy dear that ..."
"Shush my girl" she interrupted me. "You look terrible, better fix your makeup honey, someone I know might be on her way for a surprise call."
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