I'll just walk home in the dark then.
I'll have to turn to strangers for help.
You're my sister - you should be looking after me!There's something funny going on.
You're nothing to me.
Shit out.
(and I've just remembered this one...)
What's going to happen to me when I leave here? I don't want to go back into the RAF.
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Ah, the roller coaster of dementia. It's hard not to take it personally, I know. Hang in there Lily.
I have memories of this happening with my mam too. It still hurts to think about it.
:-(
Oh, Lily. Boy, you need a thick skin for this.
I know it hurts (((Lily)))
She's on a bombing run over Dusseldorf! Pass the ammunition!
Hi Lily!
lol, hi bulletholes. I shall be dodging the flak again tonight!
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