My family adopted Grandma Gertrude when I was two years old. It took many years for me to understand she wasn’t “really” my grandmother. She was short, a little round, always wore a dress, and had glasses that sparkled like…
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My family adopted Grandma Gertrude when I was two years old. It took many years for me to understand she wasn’t “really” my grandmother. She was short, a little round, always wore a dress, and had glasses that sparkled like…
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