Sometimes, There is No Such Thing as Age

My grandpa really loves Clara and sometimes my Clara takes time to warm up to faces she’s only read about in the pictures. After jiggling a handful of Mardi Gras beads and offering handfuls of caramel popcorn, Papa convinced Clara that this side of North Meadowview Circle was a happening place to be. Lastly, Papa worked out a special great-grandpa-dance that got the little monkey grinning. We concluded the afternoon with a stroll around the estate, my home away from home when I was Clara’s age.

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