On Her De.athbed, a Mother Made One Final Request—Days Later, Her Daughter Claimed: “Mom Is Still Alive.”
Marina tightly held her friend Tanya’s hand, overwhelmed by the moment.Tanya was fading—her body frail, her breathing shallow—but her eyes weren’t focused on her own suffering. Instead, they lingered on her young daughter, Verochka, who sat nearby quietly sketching flowers on a napkin. “Marish… please,” Tanya whispered. “Take care of Verochka. You have a warm ...