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Life Advice
Jessica felt like a crazed fan as she lifted a hand to knock on the door of her grandfather’s suite. The old timer, due to perform next Saturday, had kept a low profile in the few days since Jessica’s arrival. She had caught the occasional fleeting glimpse at the far end of corridors and once even found him in the dining room, surrounded by a giggling entourage of elderly ladies, only to have Mildred tug on her arm and pull her away to an urgent blocked toilet before she was able to speak to him.
This was the seventh attempt to speak to him in his room. Three times he had been out somewhere, twice sleeping, and twice “engaged”. Jessica had promised her parents she would check up on him, but she was nearly ready to pack her bags and head back to Bristol before Doreen demol
