Okay, so i forgot to give you yesterday's post. Duh.
Here is a combo of yesterday's and today's.
i crept down the steps from the attic sometime later and Mama and Daddy were sitting at the kitchen table talking. i hid behind the coats that hung on the end of the banister and listened. They said that Granny had broken her hip and had a mild concussion. She would need a lot of physical therapy and would have to stay in a nursing home for a while to get that therapy. Mama said she could maybe take some time off work and keep me at home. Daddy said he didn't think that was a good idea, he didn't want to see her fall apart again and her to fetch up back in the hospital. They debated what to do with me back and forth for some time. i held my breath, two strongly held beliefs warring with each other. i did NOT want to be alone with my Granddaddy for months. But, i also knew i deserved it.
Eventually i fell asleep there on the bottom stair. i was just worn out. Next thing i knew, my Mama was waking me up to tell me that i was going back to stay with my Granddaddy. She said she'd call every couple of days and that Marcie or someone would come by every couple of days to check on me. i nodded numbly. i tried to imagine life without Granny and it was what i thought of as hell. But, my imagination fell far short of the actuality.
