Turning The Pages

Cluttered clobber clung to the walls refusing to move or be moved when Clara considered the possibility of downsizing as many of her friends had done, leaving treasured memories for others to have as their own when the awful realisation that she could no longer care for herself became a reality.
She had found a very comfortable residence not like those modern Private Equity monstrosities with clickety click floors. Clara’s room was cosy with a wide window on the world of busy avian activity with caring staff, daily activities and new friends. She was looking forward to the next chapter.