.. OOO!“ Julia literally shrieked the word. „N-No... oo... Miss,“ she added hastily.„It is well that you should be told these things at the ou...tset, slave,“ said Miss Judith complacently. „Then youcan have no complaint at the consequences of your behaviour. Now, get off the table... stand erect, shoulders well back and legs astride, hands on the top of your head.“Tearfully, Julia slid off the table and did as she was told. It was amazing to her that she could stand at all. How could she feel so. He didn’t even answer. I was so not wearing cute pajamas. I was totally wearing one of the t-shirts they give you when you donate blood. It didn’t matter. He picked me up like a feather and tossed me on the bed. I told him ‘you asshole you’re going to get red toenail polish all over the bed. He shocked me. He picked up the bottle and started painting them while he rubbed my feet. It reminded me of my favorite scene in kubrick’s l****a when the older man expertly painted her toes. Holy. I phoned in sick for work and went round to pick up Ems. Megan gave me a quick lesson in changing nappies and a huge list of things to remember (I wasn't a hands on kind of father so I needed to be reminded) before dashing off to the hospital. Well I sat down in front of the telly wondering what I was going to do all day, I soon realised watching daytime TV wasn't going to be it. After giving her a feed Ems wouldn't settle so as it was nice day I thought a trip to the park would pass some time. Caity had also appeared and was asking what was going on. All I could say was: “It’s Grandpa”.A few minutes later I heard an ambulance siren and then there were ambulance men carrying equipment into Grandpa’s room. They weren’t in there very long. Dan came out and looked at us sadly. “I’m sorry guys,” he told us, “he passed away in his sleep. There’s nothing they can do.”There were no hysterics from Caity like when our parents died. She was ten now (going on twenty). She had tears in her eyes,.