it’s the early 1900’s. The place were it always smelled like old flowers — tea.. the walls were worn out flower patterns. It was a home for the elders.

You’d see many people, just as you’d see them go. you always knew when someone passed. it was always quiet when they died. The workers —

majority black, they were all very sweet. Everyone had their moments every now and then. There was this family that lived in the complex, they helped support the people along with helping with everyday activities.

This was the Edward’s family, Only one son. His name was William. He was always quiet. He never really had kids to play with. Since they lived in this “old people place”.. or which he would call it.

Besides the old smell and worn out wallpaper the outside greenery was gorgeous. One day a new family came. It was your family. You were also an only child— your grandma was put in this nursing home.

You’d come visit a lot — and your parents would stay at times. So the first time you came, you saw there were no children you age around.. It was just a gathering, of all the elders and the hosts — Edwards Family.

As you sat and saw the elders play bingo — you glanced and made eye contact with William.. He smiled at you. First time you both saw.. a younger person here.