Memories left by Lola

She lay lifeless, rigor mortis slowly setting in. I held her cold hand and tried to close her slightly open mouth. I’m sorry, Lola, for not helping you during those times when you needed me at the hospital. I stared at her face in an attempt to understand if she is leaving us happy and satisfied with her life. I couldn’t see anything. I tried … Continue reading Memories left by Lola