We Call Her Glama

Your grandma dates! This seemed odd to me. My grandparents have been married since ’33. We do not call her that, the good sport said. She is sassy and perky; her clothes are fashionable said Ted. What do you call her? I ask my friend. “Gigi, or Googoo, both are accepted in the end. Or Gixie or Glama,” his brother chimed in. I finally met her at a pool where seniors swim. She dressed in fancy clothes, wearing nylon hose. Her ankles were shapely, and she had a cute nose. Two or three old geezers were waiting to take her out. Are they okay with this? I asked. Or do they pout?