"It happens to all of us sooner or later." Kezia lay still thinking this over.

She didn't want to die.

It meant she would have to leave here, leave everywhere, for ever, leave--leave her grandma.

She rolled over quickly.
"Grandma," she said in a startled voice.
"What, my pet!" "You're not to die." Kezia was very decided.
"Ah, Kezia"-- her grandma looked up and smiled and shook her head--"don't let's talk about it." "But you're not to.

You couldn't leave me.