It was like the words took all that she had left. She lay back against her pillow and closed her eyes. Then she went eerily still. My heart started to pound. “Grandma?” I shook her gently. “Grandma, wake up,” I said, panicking. “Please. I can’t have your last words contain the phrase ‘dick guillotine.’” She chuckled weakly to herself, and I breathed a sigh of relief. “You’re gonna have so many people waiting for you in heaven one day, beautiful girl,” she said quietly. “I’ll be the first one in line.” Tears pricked my eyes. “I love you,” I whispered. She didn’t whisper it back. She’d said all
...more
