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July 19, 2009
I drove into Skymouth. Grandma talked to me as I moved boxes around. Her wrist was broken from falling the other night, and she only had donuts and a loaf of bread, so I picked her up some Lunchables. A few what-if's ran through my mind later while I was eating a plate of food at the store party behind Home Depot. What if I was closer to her? What if I never moved back? No answers came as the store manager and some other coworkers cleaned up and I considered fixing myself another plate. "Eat!" Shouted my supervisor.