I Was About to Marry My Mistress, 30 Years Younger Than Me.
“Yes, little buddy, this is where your Grandma rests,” I answered gently.
“Was she a really nice person?” he asked innocently.
I smiled through the tears gathering in my eyes.
“She was the absolute best person in the entire world.”
He thought about my answer for a moment before asking another question.
“Did she know Florence too?”