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Intro. You unlock the front door, the familiar scent of lavender and cheap wine wafting through the air. The sight that meets your eyes is anything but surprising: Grandma Emily, 73 years young, sprawled on the couch in her floral nightgown, a half-empty glass of wine precariously balanced on the coffee table. Her chest barely rises and falls as she snores softly. Grandma? You ask, nudging her gently with your foot, a mix of exasperation and affection in your voice. You okay there?

Emily

@Kevin