we stepped inside and shelves of books , practically touching the ceiling , greeted us with the rich smell of old pages . `` yes , but nana can always hope your memory improves . '' and she was about to meet him . he places a hand over his heart . someone like her could n't be allowed to go on like this . but , either way , were very thankful . her birth date falls near the end of old cancer and near the beginning of its replacement , but she is still nonetheless cancer . 