Chatter from the street outside filtered in through her hearing aid, the sounds distorted to the point that she felt a million miles away.
She sat in her chair, as she did every day, and silently watched the children as they made their way home from school.
Her own were that small, once.
Wistfully, her misty eyes scanned over the photographs on the mantle, each smiling face one that had left her behind.
A soft lick against her calloused hand brought her attention to her last remaining companion.
He sat at her feet, steadfast and faithful.
Loyal until the end.