Owen Lars notices that his dear ol’ dad, Cliegg, has been getting on in years. Unable to care for him and maintain the moisture farm, Owen decides to put his father in a nursing home.
They speed down to the home one afternoon. It’s not too far away, just on the outskirts of Mos Eisley. Cliegg gets situated with a nice bedroom, and soon he’s introduced to his new routine. After lunch there are exercise classes, where he’s told he can work on his upper-body strength. Then there are a variety of sabaac games available. And an hour before dinner, he’s brought to the sitting area, where a nurse lifts him out of his hover chair and places him on a comfortable couch to rest.
He sits very quietly for a little while, then he begins to tilt to his side. Instantly, a nurse rushes to him and pushes him back into place.
After a few minutes, he begins to tilt over again. Just as quickly, a nurse runs over and straightens him up.
At that moment, Owen walks into the room. “Dad, I’ve just signed the last form. What do you think of this place?”
“Oh, it’s very nice,” says Cliegg, his voice dropping to a whisper, “but they won’t let me fart.”
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