I must have been back-slapped a hundred times at least when I heard a familiar voice behind me. xxx18 I already miss her.” We went in and sat while Dad called the Sheriff’s office and then the mortuary where Grandma’s body was taken. “Momma just phoned.” She went on to explain the conversation. Mr. Cinda retrieved a big bag from the truck bed once we had arrived at the restaurant. “See,” she said, “I know exactly what you need. This is why I’m here. We ran the score to 17-5 and then to 28-9. Personally, I would have preferred to skip it. It was one of the rare times I couldn’t wait for it to end.
