I Was Hired To Pretend To Be His Granddaughter

bomb calculus into the earth’s core first.

He said it like a joke. Half joke.

I gave him the envelope with his name on it that spring.

He read Walter’s note three times.

Then he sat on the couch staring at nothing for a while and finally said, “I wish I met him when I wasn’t sick all the time.”

“So do I,” I said.

He kept the note in his wallet until the continue reading …