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So now we're headed up for the next funeral, for my grandmother I never really cared about. And my parents are driving me nuts. They've always bickered, but damn this is insane!
I just want to go home. Or stay at my grandfather's. He's alone now. I hate seeing this strong man seem so fragile. I hate that I miss my granny so much. And I hate that I have to go through it again for a woman that hated me.
Maybe one day it'll all sink in?