The Light In The Cellar
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“Your Gram always said you’d be tall.” My throat would hurt and his shiny eyes would swim.
Whenever we left, I’d hug grandpa. He didn't hug back, his old, weather-beaten skin losing its elasticity and slumping on his wasted muscles and bones. It taught me that death was not just sudden but also slow.
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