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And Then She Said. . .

Grandest is seven and a half. As you know, I cover for my daughter when she has her stuff to do. The other day, Grandest came home from school where I greeted her with hugs and kisses and she grumped her way into the house saying, “I’m starving.” I checked her lunch box and it was apparent she didn’t eat anything all day so I made pasta an two meatballs and brought the dish into the small office and sat next to her. She had the computer going with an awful program in play.

“How was your day, honey? Are there any kids you know in your class?”

Her response was this. “Grans, why don’t you sit in the living room and write your book.”

In other words, get the heck out of my way while I unwind after my second day in second grade. Too much pressure for a small kid. She ate every drop of food, called out for milk, thanked me, kissed me and sent me on my way.

I did indeed write two chapters in my new story and took a little nap after feeding three cats and going on the porch to feed to huge rescue dogs who love their Grans. When daughter returned she said, “Did you have a nice nap, Mom?”

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                                                                                                                Grandest with friends waiting for the bus first day of school before reality sets in.

And Then She Said. . .

A great moment in the life of our grandest happened this Saturday morning. After working hard for many months, she achieved her blue belt. Patiently, she paid attention, our seven year old athlete,and at the end of class, she reaped the reward.

On the way there, instead of wearing flip flops or sneakers, she selected high heeled sandals. Pretty spiffy and poised way to enter the dojo. What a gleeful way to end the morning but wait, there’s more. When we arrived at my home, she hurried to the basement where I have a few workout pieces of equipment. She called to me. “Grans, come on down. I challenge you to a workout. And so we took turns on the stationery bike and the ab machine. Man oh man, is she strong. I did keep up with her though.

Next came the pool on this seventy degree cloudy morning with rain threatening. On came the swim suit, hers not mine, as I coached her with different strokes across the pool. For thirty minutes she followed directions and then the two of us dried her up and changed into warmer clothes. Followed by an endless lunch and now she’s settled down with some old legos and blocks.

My heart is filled with love for this grandest of all granddaughters. She gave me her green belt, a memento for the years of driving and watching her grow. It doesn’t get much better for than this ,Grandmother,10922594_10203730977571342_308562703162293352_nfolks.

September 22, 2013 WEWRIWA A Community of writers and readers

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I continue with another excerpt from Sin of Omission. Jimmy Costigan has something to say in front of Shelley Jackson, mother of his twin sons; her grandmother is nearby.

excerpt in eight:

Head spinning with evidence of fatherhood in front of him, Jimmy rose from his crouched position and said, “Where do you live?”

“We live in Haven where I work.”

“Do y’all like living up there in Fairview?” and was satisfied with her nod.

 “I’ll buy a piece of the property and build a house for y’all.”

Waving his degree in front of Shelley, Jimmy said, “It’s what I do best.” Once again, he turned his back on Shelley to tip his cowboy hat toward Grandma who had been silent all the while.

Shelley watched the father of her children fade from view as he strode across campus;  she asked Grandma what she thought of the visit.

 “Mixed review, darlin’ so be patient ’cause he plays his cards close to the vest and you hurt a prideful man real bad.”

Shedding tears on the blue blanket, Shelley finished packing and they left for home.

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