I knew that you were slowly leaving us. That night you were in pain, so I took you to the Clinical Centre in Ljubljana. I didn’t want you to die at home, because, in a way, I wanted to spare the children — your grandchildren — from suffering. I didn’t want you to die in the same house as them. I didn’t want a coroner’s van to come down the street and take you out of the house in a coffin. I know you didn’t want everyone to see that.
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