Eagerly, Sabrina began putting on her shoes, preparing to leave the bedroom.
As Tyrone entered the living area, he spotted Sabrina on the second-floor landing and immediately halted her. Dont move!
He ascended the stairs to scoop her up. As he took in her puffy red eyes and tear-streaked cheeks, a look of concern crossed his face. Why did you get out of bed?
Just a few steps. Ill be fine.
Thats not acceptable.
Sabrina had no interest in quarreling about this. Grandpa seemed perfectly fine a few days ago. How did he suddenly
Tyrone cast his gaze downward and revealed, When he was last in the hospital, Lynch predicted he only had a maximum of three months left.
Grandpa was already running on borrowed time
Fresh tears trickled down Sabrinas cheeks.
Sighing, Tyrone settled Sabrina in the back seat of the car. He caressed her face gently, his thumbs wiping away her tears. Stop crying. Grandpa wouldnt want you to be unhappy. His ultimate wish was to see his great-grandchild. For his sake, both you and the baby must stay healthy.
Alright flow.
Sabrina responded, her tears continuing their relentless
Finding no other alternative, Tyrone enveloped Sabrina in a comforting embrace, gently stroking her back, a soft lullaby of reassurance. You are more beautiful without tears on your face..
The driver stowed the wheelchair away in the trunk and started the car.
The car headed straight to the funeral home.
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Cesars body had already been conveyed to the funeral home, arranged meticulously by Larry. He was put into new clothes.
Work was underway to adorn the funeral hall as well.
As they neared the funeral home, Tyrone enveloped Sabrinas hand in his own, murmuring, When we reach, stick close to Grandpa. Theres no need for you to do anything else, understand?
Alright.
Lena, Larrys wife, stood at the gate of the funeral home, dressed in black, When she saw Tyrone and Sabrina arriving, she handed them two sets of black clothes.
Once they were dressed, Lena took charge of the wheelchair, telling Tyrone, You proceed ahead, Tyrone. Ill look after Sabrina.
Thank you, Lena. Once more, Tyrone bent low to Sabrina, saying, If you feel any discomfort, dont force yourself to endure it. Let me know if anything feels off. I have to Leave now.
Okay.
Without further delay, Tyrone left. Lena guided Sabrina to the lounge.