My Grandma Kept a Notebook Nobody Knew About

and mint gum.

“She told me you’d come today,” he said.

“Today?”

He nodded toward the elevator. “She said Thursdays are yours.”

My knees did something stupid. I grabbed the edge of the desk.

“It isn’t Thursday.”

“She said you’d come anyway.”

In the apartment, everything was too still.

Her cane leaned by the entry table. Her reading glasses sat beside the crossword continue reading …