Old Man with Alzheimer's disease
edward w pritchard
I told that old woman that this was not my car. She told me again it was.
Here she is with me again. Maybe I should have held open the door when she got in. But how can I? She said again she is my wife. My wife is Gina, young and beautiful, not this old wrinkled woman who wants me to get in this old gray car.
Maybe I should have opened the passenger's side door for her, but my car is a bright orange 1974 Grand Prix touring deluxe and my wife is Gina who is 28 years old.