I followed Emily into the bedroom. She opened a window, took her bible from the night stand and told me she wasn’t feeling well.
I remained awake watching Emily. My heart broke as she smiled at me one last time.
Ellen , and her husband George arrived. Ellen weeping kept calling out,” Grand ma !”.
George phoned a funeral home and after assuring Ellen that everything was taken care of he looked at me.
“I’ll take the dog to the pound,” George said.
I jumped out the window and ran away, into the woods .
I miss my Emily.