Borrowed Time

“What are you drawing Penny?” Monica asked as she stared at her daughter scribbling with a crayon and Milo seated close to her.

“It’s you, me, Milo, daddy, and…” Penny paused, turning her head to look at Monica, who was behind her, waiting to hear who the last person in the photo was. “And this is Aunt Vivienne.”

Monica didn't utter a word, but only kept staring at the drawings for as long as sh