I Will Never Have a Grandchild

I will never have a grandchild Mrs. Lee lamented. How old are your boys? I asked. Forty-six and forty-eight. You don’t know that, I said. There is hope. They live at home with us, she told me. I make their meals, I do their laundry. I clean their rooms. I am shocked. She has been a special ed teacher for forty years. Teaching other people’s children basic life skills. Do they have jobs? I ask. No. They play video games all night. or they meet their friends and play music. I am speechless.