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My Grandma Kept a Notebook Nobody Knew About

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a little. She had practice not letting people see things.

“This is sick,” she said. “Keeping a diary to punish us?”

Mr. Patterson looked over his glasses.

“No. Keeping a diary because she was lonely.”

That did it.

Mom stood up and walked to the window. She pressed the tissue to her mouth and stared down at Fifth Avenue like the traffic had answers.

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