It was a reasonably nice day at work today. As good as Mondays ever are, at any rate. I stopped on the grocery store on the way home to pick up a few things. While I was there, Mom called.
They called the family in on Granny Brown, and she was on the way up home. Granny has been in hospice for over a month now, but things are apparently turning to the worst. Mom just wanted me to know what was going on. For some reason, I went home and frantically made lunches anyway. I guess it’s a denial thing. Southern people are really good at that.
So I made a huge mess, cleaned it all up, and went to bed. I also called Scott, who didn’t answer the phone. I left him a message.
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