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She Is Just Like Grandma
She grabs the tree topper and begins to climb the Christmas tree We stand back and watch, no longer surprised at her audacity Not family, not yet an in-law, yet she has tromped all over us today. Enthralled cousin Louie brought this woman wearing too much makeup I hope you know what you are doing, I think but dare not say it He is not the same man he was three months ago before she became his chain master, finishing his sentences, telling him how to think, and worse, telling us what to do. I especially loved it when she began telling me how I just did it wrong because it was not her way. The tree cannot hold her weight. She is a large muscled woman. It begins to fall. She screams down enough swears to wake up grandma Who has been dead for twenty-four months, cremated twenty-three of them The rest of the family is still trying hard to not to notice her arrogant ways, her sass, her bravado, her pompous, despicable, ugly attitude. Grandfather Jake shakes his head and gives me his ha-ha grin. She is just like grandma, Cousin Louie says, admiring the disaster of a sub-human he brought to Christmas. I have had enough. I begin to take his head off. They leave in a flurry, Louie in a hurry. I do not see her again ever, Which is not long enough for me. I do not mind if they sneak back to see Grandpa, as long as it is not on Christmas Day.
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