"The same," said my mother, "Physically, he is healing, but he... Justwon't wake up." That made sense to me, as my spirit wasn't in that body at the m...mentto operate it. I hugged my mother, and asked, "What are they going todo?" "We may have to make some hard choices if he doesn't make someprogress soon. " My mom said. I shook, and realized they were talkingabout letting my body die. "Please, can you hold off?" I asked. They both looked at me strangely,and I stuttered, and said "I mean, maybe. She called again but got no response. She stepped up onto the porch and peered into the doorway. She could faintly hear what sounded like a rapid muttering. She stood at the door trying to adjust her eyes to the light and then she saw her.The old woman was kneeling on the floor in the corner of the room, rocking back and forth, clutching her rosary beads, and hastily uttering her Hail Marys. She was obviously very upset about something. Shelley stepped slowly into the room and approached her.. Next day in the morning, she was back on her feet and doing her house routines. I was on duty that day and in the evening when I came back; she bought some samosas to eat.That was first time she entered my room. She was looking around my house and she said you have TV also. She doesn’t have a TV, that’s why she was surprised looking. As the days went by, we became close to each other as friends. One day she asked me whether I would take her to see a movie. I asked about her husband, she said. "This old thing isn't formal. See, I'm not wearing any jewelry. Formal is long dangling earrings, pearls and bracelets," Sandy said, bending down to kiss Smyth on the lips. That's when I noticed that her feet were clad in black pumps with five inch heels.We watched, spellbound, as she turned and led us to the dining room. Her blond hair was stacked on top of her head, making her appear even taller and displaying the tie at the back of her neck that supported the dress. Otherwise, her back was.