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It was difficult to hold a conversation with someone who had such phantasm tendencies. He had lost count of the number of times he had tried to coax a smile from lips once kissable now lost in a face that was persistent in wearing a frown.
Even the luxury of plush furnishings and surroundings did nothing until the flowers arrived, and then it was like throwing a switch.
The opalescent iris in the bouquet brought back memories of an empire long ago disbanded that still held true in her mind. Such was the family matriarch, a wife, mother and grandparent to three generations lost in a world of time.