The week after I visited my grandmother, my dad went to see her again. To his shock, my lola already wanted to die.
Two weeks after, she changed her mind.
Not only that, she's stronger than the last time I saw her. She's also been arguing with her sons and daughter until they burst into tears...
Well, she's been like that ever since I can remember. But I love her still. And I still want to learn her fruitcake recipe, although my mother really doubts if I have enough patience for such. With all the extreme people I've met, I think I can tolerate that kind of attitude as well.
Whatever they say, I'm just glad my grandmother still wants to live.
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