I don't know what to do. With my grandad I had this sudden urge to go see him, like it was something I needed to do. He was in an awful state and he died that night, only hours after I'd seen him. My last memories of him still haunt me to this day. But some part of me says that it's wrong of me not to go visit my nan. Surely she'd want to see me, so that should be all that matters shouldn't it?
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