PART 3: A Home No Longer Silent
Emma closed her eyes and cried quietly.
Three days later, she passed away peacefully.
The funeral was small.
Just a few friends.
A nurse.
Myself.
And Sophie.
Afterward, I began the legal process of becoming her guardian.
It wasn’t easy.
It wasn’t quick.
But in the end, the paperwork was complete.
For the first time in my life, my apartment was no longer silent.
There were crayons on the table.
Tiny shoes by the door.
Laughter in the hallway.
Questions at bedtime.
Life.
