I Was Hired To Pretend To Be His Granddaughter

practical. Some habits don’t die just because the pressure eases.

But I finished.

The photo of Walter and Ruth sits on my bookshelf now.

They’re standing in front of a car that looks too big and too shiny, Ruth with victory rolls in her hair, Walter young enough to think time would take forever.

Sometimes when things get bad, I pick up that frame.

Sometimes continue reading …