The day was filled with lots of small requests, causing the hours to fly by and her not to focus on the call that never came from Lootchee. Before she could get out the door of the hotel to head home, she got a call from her niece. “Hey Chyna doll,” she answered. Her only niece always brightened up her day whenever she spoke to her. “Hi, Auntie. I need you to get over here quick. It’s Gram. She’s out of control. Hurry up. She’s having a real bad day, and I’m worried that it might get worse and there’s no telling what she might do.” “Did she take her meds?” “She hasn’t taken them in a few days.” “Ah hell.” Beijing knew it was serious. “Why didn’t you tell me when she first stopped taking them?” “Because she promised she would take them the next day and then promised again the next day, but she didn’t and now I think there are going to be big problems.” “Okay, I’m on the way. Now, it’ll take me a couple of hours to get there, but don’t worry, I’ll be there.”
