Rosa had spent most of her life in Catia La Mar, a small port city on Venezuela’s central coast. Her house by the water had been where family and friends gathered to celebrate baptisms and weddings. During the pandemic, Rosa’s memory had started to fade, so Griselda and her siblings had brought her to an apartment that they shared nearby. Griselda, a preschool teacher, slept in one room, her brothers Wilman and Wilfredo in another. Rosa slept on a pullout bed in a room with Jimmy, Griselda’s nineteen-year-old son. The constant company seemed to erase all traces of her dementia, Griselda told me. Rosa went everywhere with the family and insisted on helping her as she swept the floors and washed the dishes.