My Great Granddaughter’s Call

My grandmother’s memories of my daughter’s call to her with a previous boyfriend. I have tears coming down my cheeks. She was witty to say the least.

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I got a call on the phone last night from one of my great granddaughters.  She was all fuddled up about a boy she’s seeing.  Cried her fool head off and I couldn’t understand a word she was saying for the first 20 minutes.

“Gran, I’m a mess,” she said, still blubbering away.  “I love this guy but, none of my friends or my Mom and Dad, like him. What am I going to do?”

“Is this the same one I met at your parent’s anniversary party,” I asked.

“Yeah, it’s him,” she answered.

I was hoping that she was going to tell me that it was someone else so that I could get down my daughter and son-in-law’s arses over it.  They’re a couple of donkeys anyway.  Unfortunately, I met the fool a few times and if I could have gotten out of my chair quicker, I would have given the jerk a…

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