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Grandma Cora Stared Me Down

my new quilt is made of hundreds of cats grandmother quizzed me. Are you sure? Did you count them? maybe fifty cats? I said. grandma cora stared me down. I was squirming now. sixteen cats? her face said that she knew better. I took another stab at a count “maybe six cats?” she asked me to hold up the quilt. knowing when I fib, even if it is through video chat. she has the knack! probably because she practiced on my mommy.

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Date: 11/17/2022 2:29:00 PM
Wise Grandmas know where it's at!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/18/2022 8:37:00 AM
Sure do!