Mrs Prendergast dabbed glistening cheeks with a small white handkerchief.
She explained "If I leave here, I'd feel like I was homeless. That's a terrible feeling. You don't know what that feels like, do you, Lucy?"
Don't know? Lucy wanted to scream at her "Yes! Yes, I do know!" but she said nothing.
The old woman scolded her silence. "You've had it so easy, you've no idea how terrifying that feels!"
You stupid bitch, I do know!
And her memories took control of Lucy and by the time they let her go again, Mrs Prendergast lay dead on the floor.