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My Grandma Kept a Notebook Nobody Knew About

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her.

“To my housekeeper, Mrs. Lorna Bell, I leave two hundred fifty thousand dollars and the silver coffee service she always hated polishing.”

A laugh escaped me. Ugly. Wet. I covered my mouth.

Lorna hated that coffee service. She called it “that damn museum thing” every time Grandma made her pull it out for Easter.

“To Harold Nguyen, doorman at 918 Park,continue reading …

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