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I hated walking with my mom and sister down that long, bright hallway in the nursing home where my grandma lived. The white tile floor and the ceiling covered with fluorescent lights reminded me of school. The only difference was that there were handrails on either side that old people could hold onto while they walked, so they wouldn’t fall.
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From Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me #TuesdayTidbit #Excerpts #Inspiration
abbiejohnsontaylor
November 29, 2022I hope you enjoyed today’s excerpt. This book would make a great holiday read. So, I hope you’ll check it out.
Patty Fletcher
November 29, 2022Hi Abbie, I’m curious, did you relate some sort of personal experience when you wrote of Sara’s having to go to the hospital?