Penelope Street is nearing the end of her life. She’s very weak now and it’s an effort for her to lift her head, even to keep her eyes open. It’s easier just to stay head bowed and eyes shut because she doesn’t want to see what’s happening around her. There’s nothing she can do about any of it.
Penelope wants the end to come quickly, but every single second seems to take a cruel eternity to pass. She just wants it to be over.