Granny met me in the middle of the room and proceeded to drag me back outside.
"What is it, Granny?"
"Let's go talk a walk," she told me with a smile.
She led me all the way out of the hospital and to a nearby bench.
She sat down and wiped the seat next to hers with her sleeves. "Come, come, join me."
As soon as I sat down, she grabbed my hand.
"I have something good for you here," she said, excitement dancing in her eyes.
"Good stuff?" I asked.
"I always have this with me," she said, reaching into her pants' pocket.
She produced a small, grey pouch made from a wool sweater.
"What's that?"
She opened the pouch and searched through what seemed to be quite a number of treasures before pulling out five bank cards.
