Lola Cuning finally left. Just a day after we were kidding around by her sickbed. Jimmy, the vermin, did not even drop by with the roses. And I can’t even see her for the last time because I’m away for work. I’m just consoled by the fact that she’s now with Papa, and all her siblings. May the angels give her wings, and may the stars lead her home.
And I hope she’d tell Papa I said hello.