Viola Harris had no appetite and ended up eating nothing.
At night, she slept fitfully, her dreams filled with the image of her grandmother, aging bit by bit from a middle-aged woman who watched her grow up, until the final scene of the old lady lying on the hospital bed, repeatedly urging her to live well during her last moments. Viola held her grandmother's hand, crying in sorrow.
Finn Wilson sat by the bed, holding Viola's hand, watching her cry out in her dreams, unable to help, only able to keep wiping her tears away.
"Grandma, please don't leave me. If you go, I'll be all alone…"
Viola's voice was weak, like a small kitten abandoned in a strange environment, filled with confusion and helplessness.
People surrounded by family may never understand the desolation of having no loved ones in this world.
