Lily
Vince and Alfred are wheeled to theatre a few minutes later. My heart is beating like a drum. I can’t sit still. I can’t think straight. I can’t concentrate. So many ‘what ifs’ fill my head. Lord, I need Vince by my side.
I am still pacing when I notice that Nana looks flushed. Its cold today, yet she is sweating.
“Nana?” I ask and rush towards the couch she is seated on. “Nana!” I cry out when she falls forward.
I don’t know how I got to her. It is a miracle that I managed to cash her before she hit the floor.
I blink back my tears when medical staff rush and take her for assessment. We were all in one room, yet we did not notice that something was wrong with her early. Each one was lost in their own thoughts. Old people don’t deal well with stress. We should have been watch
