A Loving Grandmother

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I was 18 when my Grandfather on my Mothers side passed away. They were not well off by any means, neither was my family. My dad went to help out after the funeral making arrangements to sell her trailer and car, Gramma wouldn’t need them since she was now going to move in with us. We lived in a 3-bedroom house, Mom and Dad’s room on the far side from my bedroom and my 2 sisters’ in the middle.

Well, I was concerned about the sleeping arrangements now, knowing math I did

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