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My Grandma Kept a Notebook Nobody Knew About

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me Denise. At midnight, Peggy Doyle texted me a photo of Grandma’s silver coffee service on her kitchen table with a Santa hat on it.

She wrote: Your grandmother would haunt me for this.

I wrote back: She might anyway.

On Christmas morning, I went to Park Avenue.

Harold had left a small red bow on the elevator button for the thirteenth floor. I don’t know continue reading …

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