That was the most wonderful gift I’ve ever given myself, and I feel a little skip in my step. The windows are rolled all the way down. When I turn the radio on, my favorite Michael Jackson song is playing, “Don’t Stop Till You Get Enough.” I sing, shake my shoulders, and do every dance I can manage while driving a car. When I pull up to the church, I’m happy to see that Gran is standing outside with two of her church sisters, Ms. Marie and Ms. Evelyn. I get out of the car. “Hi there.” I wave. “Faye, it’s good to see you, girl. What in the world have you done to your hair?” Ms. Evelyn motions for me to come over and give her a hug. I do. “Just something different.” “Well, if anyone can pull it off, it’s you. How are the kids?” “Fine. Getting big.” “Well, you take care of yourself.” Ms. Evelyn pats my arm. I squeeze Ms. Marie and then take Gran by the hand. She lowers herself into the passenger seat. Her breathing is heavy. “Gran, you’re breathing hard.
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