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2:48 A.M.
"Yourmomalwayssaidshecouldn’tbelievewhataneasygirlyouwereandIremembertellingher,‘Justwaituntilshehitspuberty.’Butyouprovedmewrong.Eventhenyouweresuchabreeze.Nevergaveusanytrouble.Neverthekindofgirltomakemyheartraceinfear.Youmadeupforalifetimeofthattoday."
"Now,now,"Grampssays,puttingahandonhershoulder.
"Oh,I’monlykidding.Miawouldappreciateit.She’sgotasenseofhumor,nomatterhowseriousshesometimesseems.Awickedsenseofhumor,thisone."
Granpullsthechairupnexttomybedandstartscombingthroughmyhairwithherfingers.Someonehasrinseditout,so,whileit’snotexactlyclean,it’snotcakedwithblood,either.Granstartsuntanglingmybangs,whichareaboutchinlength.I’mforevercuttingbangs,thengrowingthem.It’saboutasradicalamakeoverasIcangivemyself.Sheworksherwaydown,pullingthehairoutfromunderthepillowsoitstreamsdownmychest,hidingsomeofthelinesandtubesconnectedtome."There,muchbetter,"shesays."Youknow,Iwentoutsideforawalktodayandyou’llneverguesswhatIsaw.Acrossbill.InPortlandinFebruary.Now,that’sunusual.Ithinkit’sGlo.Shealwayshadasoftspotforyou.Saidyouremindedherofyourfather,andsheadoredhim.WhenhecuthisfirstcrazyMohawkhairdo,shepracticallythrewhimaparty.Shelovedthathewasrebellious,sodifferent.Littledidsheknowyourfathercouldn’tstandher.
