I REMEMBER MY GRANDMOTHER
The most recent conversation I remember having with my grandmother happened about eight or so, years ago. I suppose it was memorable because it was not one of our regular friendly exchanges. In fact it was the complete opposite. I was verbally attacked while serving her lunch.
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