Grandpa hovered around Grandma like a bee ’round a flower – protective.
“Well, you shouldn’t have been trying to drive anyway.” he said, “That starter crank can kick back, something fierce.”
Her right arm was broken. That’s all there was to it. She pouted and pursed her lips.
“Doc said it’ll heal up in three months or so. We’ll get somebody in to see to the housework.”
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Love the idea that it was Grandma cranking up the car and Grandpa getting someone in to do the cleaning! Only a man could be that organised!
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Sweet. Simply put–this is a sweet loving tale. I liked it
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Hmm. I wonder if Grandma had a plan… 🙂
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