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Submitted to Contest #316
The Guardian of MemoriesThe skin around his hands is withered and paper-thin. There are moments when he is still himself. They are getting shorter and shorter. Today, he is ‘the other’, staring into the utilitarian grey of the hospital floor, talking about seeing his sister, his dead sister who apparently joined him at breakfast today. He hasn’t had any breakfast. He is skipping meals, growing weaker by the day. We come here daily to feed him, my mother and I, trying new things he still likes, from soups to ice creams. He tends to humour us,...
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