I stood very still in front of the tall mirror, afraid that if I moved too quickly, the whole moment w0uld slip away.
Grandma Evelyn knelt at my feet, pinning the hem of the blue dress with trembling fingers.
« Hold still, sweet girl, » she murmured’. « Just one more stitch and you’ll be perfect. »
‘Grandma Evelyn knelt at my feet
« Grandma, you should be resting, » I whispered. « The doctor said; »
« The doctor says a lot of things. »
She gave a soft laugh that turned into a cough, and my chest tightened.
I looked down at her thinning silver hair and tried to memorize the shape of her hands.
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