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‘Here’ His pal me to veer left, where a pair of doors open autoreets us ‘Roo unstable and weak, and indicates to the second door on the left My steps falter,to ease up with its steady thuehaentle nudge ins with much-needed air, I turn the knob and push my way into the room

But it’s empty

The bed is perfectly made, all of the n of life I feel dizzy ‘Where is she?’

Miller doesn’t answer, insteadin the e blankly at the ethat this is the correct roo nurse

Miller steps forward ‘The lady as in here, where is she?’

‘Josephine Taylor?’ she asks Her eyes are downcast, and I don’t think I can take whatever is corab Miller’s arranddaughter? Olivia?’

I nod, unable to speak, but before she can answer, I hear a fa frothe nurse off her feet when I barge past I follow the fah round I reach a crossroad and skid to a stop when the sound fades to nothing I glance to the left and see four beds, all with old people asleep

There it is again

Laughter

Nan’s laughter

My head whips to the right, seeing another four beds all occupied