Three Days Before the Casket Was Delivered, My Son Asked Me to Sign a Document
The radiators knocked once and fell quiet.
“Hey, Grandma?”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“Is there a light in my room that stays on?”
I glanced at the page.
She’d drawn a little box with a yellow circle over it.
“Not yet, honey,” I said.
“Bunny doesn’t like it dark.”
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