Last night, the Princess and I are on our way out, again, to the BarnYard Theatre (LIU) at Cresta Shopping Centre. Someone was having a charity fund raiser, and we had been invited by one of the Princesses slaves.
Anyway, on the way there I get a phone call, a number I don't know, on my work phone, which means it's either a client, colleague, or someone who got my number off of one of my calling cards. Very few know my personal number.
So it's the old man that lives next door to Emily and her family, at the location/squatter camp where I took her to on Sunday. He called to tell me the has passed away!!!
Don't have all the details, yet. Suffice to say I have learned that they had decided to send her to Lesotho (that's where she originally came from, so I assume the "family home" is there, and her 2nd daughter, so possibly all the grandchildren and any other family members) Anyway, I think they sent her Tuesday, and she died on Wednesday! Hopefully she had a chance to see and greet everyone.
I am a bit disappointed though, as I had told her children to get her to a clinic asap, as she was not well, and I don't know if they did before they sent her to Lesotho. Not that it woyld have made a differance I suppose.
The upside, they got to see her one more time, after thinking she had alredy died sometime ago, and they would never know where she was buried.
They get to give her a proper burial, where they can visit her, and ensure her soul is restful and at peace with the world, and them!
Been thinking I should go across to the home this weekend, to maybe get an understanding of what went down during her last few days, or maybe I shouldn't.
RIP Emily - now you are with Witness once more!