Stories tagged “grandma”
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The Colour of Grandma
A lilac grows beside my house, a small thing getting bigger every year. It was brought, the piece that was planted, from 800 kilometers away, from the place where Grandma’s ashes lay. Above those ashes, a lilac grows grows, its fragrance perfumin...
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Granny's Botulism Brew
“I thought canning food was for a season, like over the winter, not for 30 years!” I hefted a jar of red stuff with tiny yellow seeds and big black spots, it’s brass top swollen. “Is grandma conducting some kind of experiment do...
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Bittersweet Tomatoes
We got a call while we took our lemonade break. Dad told us Grandma had taken a turn for the worse. We climbed into the car and drove silently to the hospital. The stark hallways and disinfectant stench made my stomach churn unhappily. When the elevato...
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Cruising with Grandma
My eyes widened and whatever I was about to say died on my gaping lips. She chuckled. “Oh don’t look at me like that boy, you think your old grandma doesn’t have a healthy interest in men? I’m not dead after all! Why else would ...
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My Grandma's Condition
I signed my name on the last of the hospital paperwork, not even bothering to read it. I had seen it all before. My Grandma had been in an out of the hospital for emergency surgery for most of my life. It all started with a really bad condition she dev...
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Don't see many of your type 'round here

16 working hours, an 8AM meeting, and no lunch sucks. Finding cabs on rainy Thursday midnights is im-fucking-possible. So, to put it lightly, I’ m not having a stellar day to begin with as I head home, ratty umbrella failing against the wet. The ...
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Red Riding Hood - Old School (We're All Grownups Here Challenge)
I woke up in a closet. How did I get here?! I thought. There was someone with me. An old lady in a nightgown. Wait… Maybe… I checked. She had a pulse. Okay. An old lady, not a corpse. She was unconscious, though. I heard voices outside. I c...
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Gram
I hope I am not doing the wrong thing here. I feel compelled to share my own similar story and if AR doesn’t mind, maybe others can too. She was one of the greatest women I ever knew. She was the glue that held the family together, a resounding v...
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Can the Day Be Won?
What he wanted was a sword, or a phaser, or a talking car. He’d even settle for a PDA he could use to hack into the mainframe. Or even the skills needed to hack into a mainframe. Here’s what he had: week old coconut macaroons and too much g...
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Thanks, Ma.
My grandma tried to frighten me into the Faith. To be quite honest, she tried to scare me into every single virtue she’d thought worthy. When I would terrorize my little brother or shove clothing hangers into the piano, she would pretend to cry a...
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Nannie
About a few years ago on Father’s Day our extended family got together for a big pool swim and BBQ. It had been a few years since Poppie passed and Nannie was moving out of the same house she had lived in since my mom, my aunts and uncle were tee...
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My Grandma
As I was watching my grandma slowly walk down to her basement using not only her cane but all the hand rails my grandpa had to install, I realized she could still kick the Bogeyman’s ass.