To share a sparkle of life.
A gentle touch brushed my sleeve as I leaned towards my elderly loved one at the hospital. Startled, I turned to see a tiny whithered gentleman smiling with much mischief.
He reached to hold my hand and said in a hushed voice:
“How old do you think I am?”
“75 perhaps?” I smiled gently.
His eyes lit up: “Oh no! I am 89, but...