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After my doctor's appointment, Nanna's house was the last place I wanted to go. It was Tuesday, afternoon, though, and she was expecting me.
Nanna! It s me, I called, opening the door with my key. The sound of the TV at high volume and the familiar smell of camphor and eucalyptus greeted me. I walked along the wooden floor of the hall, past the low table and the telephone, and into the lounge.
She was sitting in her chair. "Hi, Nan."
"I'm watching my show. It's nearly over," she said, without looking up. "Put the kettle on, love."
Nanna's kitchen was cramped. The fence and next door's wall were visible through the small window over the ...
Source: HighBeam Research, Mary's decision.(Story)(Short Story)