...here ya go, it's a piece for this memior workshop- first time I've really written anything that wasn't poetry,,

The Day I Discovered Grandma’s Third Voice

She comes on Sundays- not every week- but enough to count.  She lets herself in the front door, always halfway through the foyer before she calls out.

“Hello?”

“Hi Grandma!”

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Bored, didn't know what to post for my first entry, and found this old thing in the "notepad' section of my phone, turns out that is a handy little feature.. In retrospect this piece seems a little cliche, but figured I'd put it out there anyway;
comments welcome =)

twenty- something
- from the cape cod deck

she was a peculiar person-
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