Three Days Before the Casket Was Delivered, My Son Asked Me to Sign a Document
“She’s sleeping.
That’s what the doctor ordered.” Victoria’s whisper was ragged.
“No light.
No noise.
No visitors.”
“Then why’s the window open?”
She glanced at the window, then back at me.
“Don’t come back here, Brenda.”
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