“Nonsense, you need to eat something. Look at you, you’re so thin,” her mom wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Just eat a little and you can sleep after.”

Barbara Carvey stepped into the kitchen as her son and daughter followed right behind her. Today was a good day for Violet’s mom. It seemed like she remembered most of everything. On these kinds of days, Violet would consider it a blessing. So even though she hadn’t slept all night and she was ...