My grandpa loves me.
Grandpa fell last week and is in the hospital. He hasn't been doing well for some time now, and he probably won't be around much longer. Today Mom went to see him, and she said he only asked about two people, my uncle, Dan, and me. She said he asked how I'm doing, and then wanted to know how many years I have left of school.
(Mom said she told him two years because that was easier than explaining to a mostly deaf man with an eighth grade education about grad school.)
(Mom said she told him two years because that was easier than explaining to a mostly deaf man with an eighth grade education about grad school.)