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Grandma and Abuela

My Grandmother’s kitchen was different than my Abuela’s Grandma had snacks, watermelon Abuelita had meals made from horas en la cocina and never leaving it Abuela ordered pollo from la esquina Grandma had mints and gum in her purse Both were enamored with me which I never earned I guess that’s what unconditional means But it’s also a baron, a boy thing Abuela’s voice on the phone Está hablando Juanito Grandma parking into the handicapped sign at Red Lobster I forgot to hang up my handicap tag I think they figured it out, Grandma

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