Chapter 65

• Elizabeth's POV
• Life, ever resilient, gently nudged the sorrow-laden days forward, carrying us all towards the light of healing. It had been two months since Aunty Lucy's departure, and the sadness, though still in our hearts, had softened with time. Uncle Stanley had woven himself into the fabric of our daily lives, his presence, once a cherished but occasional gift, now a frequent and welcome visitor.
• My father, his empathy brimming, remained unwavering in his support for Uncle Stanley. My dad made it a point to be present whenever Uncle Stanley showed signs of distress.