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She
’
s
acting
like
my
grandparents
are
children
.
But
they
’
re
tougher
than
they
look
.
Gramps
was
a
medic
in
Korea
.
And
Gran
,
she
’
s
always
rescuing
things
:
birds
with
broken
wings
,
a
sick
beaver
,
a
deer
hit
by
a
car
.
The
deer
went
to
a
wildlife
sanctuary
,
which
is
funny
because
Gran
usually
hates
deer
;
they
eat
up
her
garden
.
"
Pretty
rats
,
"
she
calls
them
.
"
Tasty
rats
"
is
what
Gramps
calls
them
when
he
grills
up
venison
steaks
.
But
that
one
deer
,
Gran
couldn
’
t
bear
to
see
it
suffer
,
so
she
rescued
it
.
Part
of
me
suspects
she
thought
it
was
one
of
her
angels
.
Still
,
when
they
come
through
the
automatic
double
doors
into
the
ICU
,
both
of
them
stop
,
as
if
repelled
by
an
invisible
barrier
.
Gran
takes
Gramps
’
s
hand
,
and
I
try
to
remember
if
I
’
ve
ever
seen
them
hold
hands
before
.
Gran
scans
the
beds
for
me
,
but
just
as
the
social
worker
starts
to
point
out
where
I
am
,
Gramps
sees
me
and
he
strides
across
the
floor
to
my
bed
.
"
Hello
,
duck
,
"
he
says
.
He
hasn
’
t
called
me
that
in
ages
,
not
since
I
was
younger
than
Teddy
.
Gran
walks
slowly
to
where
I
am
,
taking
little
gulps
of
air
as
she
comes
.
Maybe
those
wounded
animals
weren
’
t
such
good
prep
after
all
.
The
social
worker
pulls
over
two
chairs
,
setting
them
up
at
the
foot
of
my
bed
.
"
Mia
,
your
grandparents
are
here
.
"
She
motions
for
them
to
sit
down
.
"
I
’
ll
leave
you
alone
now
.
"
"
Can
she
hear
us
?
"
Gran
asks
.
"
If
we
talk
to
her
,
she
’
ll
understand
?
"
"
Truly
,
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
the
social
worker
responds
.
"
But
your
presence
can
be
soothing
so
long
as
what
you
say
is
soothing
.
"
Then
she
gives
them
a
stern
look
,
as
if
to
tell
them
not
to
say
anything
bad
to
upset
me
.
I
know
it
’
s
her
job
to
warn
them
about
things
like
this
and
that
she
is
busy
with
a
thousand
things
and
can
’
t
always
be
so
sensitive
,
but
for
a
second
,
I
hate
her
.
After
the
social
worker
leaves
,
Gran
and
Gramps
sit
in
silence
for
a
minute
.
Then
Gran
starts
prattling
on
about
the
orchids
she
’
s
growing
in
her
greenhouse
.
I
notice
that
she
’
s
changed
out
of
her
gardening
smock
into
a
clean
pair
of
corduroy
pants
and
a
sweater
.
Someone
must
have
stopped
by
her
house
to
bring
her
fresh
clothes
.
Gramps
is
sitting
very
still
,
and
his
hands
are
shaking
.
He
’
s
not
much
of
a
talker
,
so
it
must
be
hard
for
him
being
ordered
to
chat
with
me
now
.
Another
nurse
comes
by
.
She
has
dark
hair
and
dark
eyes
brightened
with
lots
of
shimmery
eye
makeup
.
Her
nails
are
acrylic
and
have
heart
decals
on
them
.
She
must
have
to
work
hard
to
keep
her
nails
so
pretty
.
I
admire
that
.
She
’
s
not
my
nurse
but
she
comes
up
to
Gran
and
Gramps
just
the
same
.
"
Don
’
t
you
doubt
for
a
second
that
she
can
hear
you
,
"
she
tells
them
.
"
She
’
s
aware
of
everything
that
’
s
going
on
.
"
She
stands
there
with
her
hands
on
her
hips
.
I
can
almost
picture
her
snapping
gum
.
Gran
and
Gramps
stare
at
her
,
lapping
up
what
she
’
s
telling
them
.
"
You
might
think
that
the
doctors
or
nurses
or
all
this
is
running
the
show
,
"
she
says
,
gesturing
to
the
wall
of
medical
equipment
.
"
Nuh
-
uh
.
She
’
s
running
the
show
.
Maybe
she
’
s
just
biding
her
time
.
So
you
talk
to
her
.
You
tell
her
to
take
all
the
time
she
needs
,
but
to
come
on
back
.
You
’
re
waiting
for
her
.
"
