I remembered my first day of kindergarten, right before I met Leeroy. I cried the whole way and didn’t want to go in. I was so afraid to let go of Grandma and go to the teacher until Grandma knelt down, looked me right in the eye, and said, “Go on, Jesse, it’s okay. Grandma will be here at the end of the day. I promise.” She smelled like old cigarettes and perfume as she pushed me toward the teacher. It was that same push she was giving me now. A push that said, “Go on, make your way in the world. Make me proud.”
This made me ugly cry.
Jesse’s grandparents reminded me of my own.
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