The morning sun filtered through the windows as I entered my mother's house, my heart still heavy from the events of the past few days. My mother, Katherine McKnight, had taken a fall in her room just a few nights ago. At 93 years old, her bones were frail and her strength wasn't what it used to be.
I couldn't shake the image of her lying on the floor, helpless but determined. Though my cousin Ad ...
I couldn't shake the image of her lying on the floor, helpless but determined. Though my cousin Ad ...
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