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My Aunt Announced My Grandmother’s “Death” at Thanksgiving—Then the Doorbell Rang

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delivered with humor but never diluted by it.

We talked about my job, the election, the neighbor’s new car, the price of eggs, the state of the country, and whether the jazz station had gotten worse or whether we’d just heard everything they had to play. We were halfway through our second cup when she set her mug down with a deliberateness that meant continue reading …

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