She whose calm disposition tamed his whirlwind days. They shared a tight bond of understanding as friends often do.
Their home now relegated to being only his, he couldn’t bear reliving the routes her footsteps took, to not find her. Loneliness set in.
He phoned his daughter daily, among others, voicing his loss of interest in just about everything.
It was therefore not surprising to all who knew the ninety-year-old when he passed away in his sleep…
a week after the death of his beloved cat.