Miranda held tight to Aunt Kendall's hand, an excited smile on her face. She was being taken to see Erica. Her good deed was going to be helping make her mommy's mom feel better. Gabby was too little but she was allowed because she was a big girl and could be brave.
They entered the room through a big glass door. It smelt weird, all chemically and pongy and not very nice. Aunt Kendall took her to a lady lying in a big white bed and Miranda didn't know who it was.
Well she didn't know who it was until Aunt Kendall spoke to the lady,
"Hello mom." she said, kissing the woman's pale cheek, "I've brought you a special visitor."
Miranda starred wide eyed at the woman in the bed. This couldn't be Erica, it just couldn't be! She looked too tiny and shrivelled and… old. Mommy's mom didn't look like that; mommy's mom was always pretty and glamorous and always had a fabulous smile.
It never bothered Miranda that she didn't have a nana like everyone else, she never needed one she had an Erica which was a million times better!
This lady wasn't Erica, this was someone's nana, this was someone old. Miranda wanted her beloved, beautiful Erica Kane. She didn't want to be in a room that smelt pongy with this scary, sick lady, all pale and withered away.
Miranda didn't know what to do. She didn't feel like a big brave girl any more. She didn't understand where her Erica had gone, she was scared and heartbroken.
She burst into frightened tears and couldn't stop crying until Aunt Kendall carried her back out of the room.
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*Sorry, another super short chapter.*