Escort

A grandmother (Anne) living with her family down on the corner occasionally wanders (Alzheimers). I found her this morning sitting in my garden gazebo.

The air was indian-summer soft. Birds busy in the woods. I called Anne’s daughter. Then we had coffee and a pastry and I escorted her home.

for The Weekly Smile

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6 Responses

  1. Sad that she wanders, but cool that you had coffee and pastries with her in your gazebo, like an honored guest.

  2. wandering is better than what comes next, so i tend to see it as a positive.

    cheers.

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  4. I feel sad for her family, but happy she landed in a soft spot in your gazebo this time.

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