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Compelling Roots: A Short Story

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Compelling Roots She is a down to the nitty-gritty, no nonsense kind of woman. The strength of her eighty-nine year old body is withstanding, like a golden thread that runs through the warp and woof of one’s life and can’t be broken. The same bloodline radiates through me and the rest of her grandchildren. My grandmother, Golda May Smith, has had an arduous way to go, but it has never stopped her from chasing her dreams. Correspondingly, her presence can light up a room like the stars in a still sky. She has the usual, stereotypical grandma tendencies, which include: asking if I’m hungry every five minutes, telling me “Boy, you sure are looking skinny. Have you lost weight?”, then the following time I see her, it’s “Your face is looking

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