I will be at my parent's house tomorrow. Maybe we'll know more, but the result is the same.
Fucking what the fuck? What the fuck?
They don't know if my grammy would even know what they meant if they told her. They were very close. Grammy is almost 98, and doesn't have all her mental faculties. A (my cousin) used to go over and help her clean her collection of salt and pepper shakers, hundreds of them, and A was a pastry chef.
Fuck. God fucking dammit.
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