Grandmother never made it to see the day I got married.
The conversation we had that day became our final conversation.
In her youth, Grandmother took charge of the Rivers Family's power. Even though she left the family for over a decade after marrying my grandfather, her authority still commanded respect within the Jennings family.
So, the day Grandmother finally closed her eyes, a wave of sorrow enveloped the Jennings family.
The old, rustic house was covered with white silk.
The younger generation of the Jennings family took turns to bid Grandmother farewell. When it was my turn, I walked in calmly.
Grandmother lay peacefully on the bed, wearing her most favored attire. Even after years, its splendor was still evident.
I sat beside Grandmother, silent.
Calmly accompanying her through her final moments.
In the end, as the time approached, I stood up.
