Thinking about how to tell my daughter that her grandfather died. An hour ago, she tip-toed downstairs, said she couldn't sleep. Asked if Mum was still here, if her Grandfather had died. I said she was still here, sleeping. And no, I didn't think he'd die tonight, answering her question. I knew that it was a white lie at best. Good chance he'll not survive the hour, actually.
For fuck's sake, I only said it because I knew she'd not sleep if I said something else. This is so fucked up.