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“Why, Mama?”

“Why what sweetie?”

“Why is Grandpa here?”

“Grandpa isn’t really here, honey, he is in Heaven.”

“Then why do we come here?”

“To think about him.”

“But I think about him all the time, Mama. Can I only do it here?”

“No, of course not. You can think about Grandpa whenever you want. He would like that.  But when we come here there are no distractions and we can think about only him. What is your favorite memory of Grandpa?”

“His trains. He always let me drive. He said I was the best engineer.”

“Yes, he did, didn’t he? He loved those trains. He loved you too, you know. Very much.”

“I know…..Mama?”

“Yes Harry?”

“I miss Grandpa.”

“I know, sweetie, I miss him too.”

“What is your favorite memory Mama?”

“When I first put you in his arms. Daddy was away, and Grandpa drove me to the hospital when you decided to arrive. Early, I might add. He was so flustered, his little girl having a baby right in front of him. He paced and paced–or so I was told. I was busy having you! And when he saw you, it was love at first sight. That’s why we named you after him.”

“Mama?”

“Yes?”

“I think that might be my new favorite memory.”

An excellent prompt from Priceless Joy.  I managed 219 words today. I chose to do it as a conversation because, in general, I destest writing dialog. So opinions on how I did are welcome 🙂  As always, make sure you check out all the other wonderful stories, including Priceless Joy’s, here.