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Grandma H Sleepover

Last week, I spend a few days and nights with Grandma H. She reminds me a lot of the desert. You think things are pretty boring, but then something jumps out at you. Grandma H is reading her book on … Continue reading

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Things Grandma H Said

I’m sitting at the kitchen table with Grandma H and she tells me, “We have to go back to the cemetery. We made a mess of the graves.” My jaw drops. “We put those fake flowers where the crocuses will … Continue reading

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Springtime with Grandma H

Ah, Springtime. When everything returns to life. New beginnings. With Grandma H, it’s grave cleaning time. She pulls into the cemetery driveway and tells me, “You are the look out. If you see a rapist, you tell me.” “Uh..okay?” I … Continue reading

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