Uncle Robert Insisted Grandma Was Confused, Until Four Sheets of Paper Changed Everything in Greenville
Robert’s name showed up in the spring of the first book.
After that, nothing.
Not a single call in the second book, not one line, not even at Christmas.
Two whole years of empty columns.
I found a single entry near the end, in her handwriting but smaller, slanting down the margin where the printed lines ran out.
Robert didn’t call.
I called him.
Four minutes.