Rose woke up and did not know what day it was.
This had been happening more often. Not the days—the names. Sometimes she would look in the mirror and not recognize the face looking back. Sometimes she would reach for her coffee mug and forget whether it was blue or white. Sometimes she would stand in the kitchen and realize she had been standing there for twenty minutes, thinking about nothing. The doctor called it early-stage dementia....
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