Jameson nodded, replying, "It's been like that for days."
"And she just clutches any old pill bottle in her palm?" Rosalynn continued to inquire.
Jameson shook his head, "No, just the kind of white pill bottles you see in the videos, she doesn't hold onto anything else."
He paused and then added, "After great-grandmother got a bit muddled, she once mischievously opened a pill bottle and took medicine at random, nearly paid with her life. I gave her a good talking-to, and since then she hasn't touched any of the bottles around the house."
"I see." Rosalynn smiled and nodded.
They had reached the hotel entrance by then.d2
"You’ll keep the vigil tonight. If any of your relatives give you trouble while I'm not there, Felix will have your back," Rosalynn said softly, "After the funeral, I'll have the lawyer straighten out all your disputes."
"Mom already told me." Jameson looked at Rosalynn, his voice suddenly choked, "The things my great-grandmother didn't want to give them, I won't back down!"
"Good boy." Rosalynn's smile was gentle as she patted Jameson's arm, "Go back now."
Jameson nodded and then turned, disappearing into the night.
The two kids also watched his retreating figure.
"Are you guys tired?" Rosalynn asked, pulling them along gently.
"Not at all." They shook their head.
Rosalynn led them to their hotel room.
With only her brother and mom around, little Ivy was non-stop chatter.
"These people are so mean!"
"Uncle Calvin's choice of books is amazing, the characters look so lifelike!"
"That boy is so handsome, how could they slap his face? That's just wrong!"
"You can't hit someone anywhere, it's not right even if they're not good-looking," Rosalynn lightly patted her behind, "You're picking up bad habits from your great-grandma, focusing on looks!"
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