My daughter-in-law stopped me from seeing my grandkids over a photo on Facebook – so I made sure she got a wake-up call.

one slow drop onto the linoleum.

I called Brittany because I was raised to give people room to become better than their worst sentence.

She answered on the fourth ring.

“How are you, honey?” I asked.

There was a little laugh on the other end.

“Oh, now you want to play sweet grandma?”

I looked at George. His lips thinned out.

“Brittany, I saw the comment.”

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