texts: Dead, Rose is dead? You mean... she died? </s> <s> I am afraid so, son. About a week ago. Her husband phoned me, she had asked him to call me if anything happened. </s> <s> But... but how? She was young! Rose wasn't old!
labels: She was fifty-six, son. Of course she didn't look it, nowhere near it. The cancer came back, I'm afraid I fibbed about that. But it was very quick, son. She was in the hospital only two weeks, and the last week she didn't know anything.