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Grammy Gray, 92, and chaos

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“Do you need anything, Ma?” Grampa asked Grammy.

“Nathaniel, I’m ninety-two, it’s hot, and I’m sweating like a whore in church. What do you think?” Grammy asked.

He rolled his eyes as he looked at Nana. “Well, ninety-two hasn’t slowed Ma down.”

“Hmm,” Nana
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