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“But you see, she’s…different.” “I agree entirely,” Gran said. “She’s a unique girl. But have you ever noticed, Ms. Cripps, how despite our differences, fundamentally, we are all the same?”
That last part.
Do a good deed for someone in need. Gran taught me that.
Deep cleaning gives life meaning. Just grab a duster, Buster.
Cute
“Deep cleaning to give life meaning,” I chime. “Tidy up to cheer us up,” Gran answers. “What are you waiting for? Grab a duster, Buster!”
My gran. She was always like that. She always found a way to ignite hope. And what is hope if not the decision to shine light into the dark?
“We all make mistakes. It’s what we do after that matters.”
“Loneliness and emptiness, hoarding to fill the void. A terrible affliction with a simple cure.”
I have laid the tables with crisp white linens, pleated every napkin into a rosebud fold, and arranged the polished Regency Grand silver for each place setting.
Rosebud fold. Wonder what it looks like.
