the waiting room

"I don't feel like having lunch. I am not hungry."
"You need to have your lunch, Grandma. We all do."
"Just tell them I am asleep and that you couldn't wake me up."
"You go get some more sleep then we'll both have lunch later."
"We?"
"Yes, Grandma. You and me."
"You're not easy to get along with. Did you know that?"
"Yup! So we better eat."
"I can sleep now and wake up the next day."
"No doubt about it. Yes, you can."
"Haha! You know I always say the truth."

She does. And I know, too that she means whatever she says.

"I am so tired. It's like I have been shoveling coal the whole day."
"Coal, Grandma? You're still using coal?"
"Yes, for the furnace. In New York, some old apartment houses still use that."
"Oh. But then again, maybe you're just tired from reading the papers. You need to rest your eyes."
"Maybe tired... from living."