It is with much sadness that I write of the passing of my cousin, yes, the one who lived in the old folks' home. She had been ill and was in and out of hospital but still, she was not one to lie and moan in bed. She kept the nurses at the home busy with her complaints and outbursts but they had become so used to her, they just ignore her. Now that she's gone, I've got a suspicion that they miss her, she was after all the one who livened up the ward and made each day a little less boring. Have fun with the angels, cousin but don't worry them too much, ok?
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