One day I came down to her garage and she had made a special non-smoking area in her garage for me. And she'd step or wheel outside the garage to smoke and blow the fan on me;so the smoke wouldn't be bad for me. She'd say my friend I want you to feel comfortable bc I want you to stay. When I think of her and the time we shared, I find myself smiling through the tears.
At the end of every day, we'd take the elevator upstairs, laughing. And as she'd exit the elevator, we'd hug, tell each other I love you and see you tomorrow.
