Abandoned
I left her lying restlessly in a nest of feather quilts and tainted sleep. Because there was no time to process that the night had become Friday, no note was left for her to find. Gramps would've killed me, but looking back- I obviously should have stayed. What if her condition worsens in my absence? She could barely lift her head the night before; she tried to smile and laugh- it all came out as a grimace of pain. Food was left by the bed, but could she bare the strength to eat it?
What am I to do?
