Big Aunt Grace, (that’s what we called her) was huge, gorilla-huge, and with her sticky sweet perfume filling the room, she would kiss everyone with the squeeze of an African python, coiled tightly around the body till all breath was gone, and we’d squirm with fear to be released. Grandpa Scott, a doctor and pharmacist, …
Category: Other Voices / Other Lives
Other Voices/Other Lives
Drive Through Window
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