I want you to know, I'm more than Macy's Gram. I have a name, you know. I'm Liddy to my friends. I don't even want to mention my formal name. I haven't used it in years. Why can't Macy's friends call me Liddy? Every time I bring it up, well..you know how they are. Her friends are in another world. And..and I'm invisible.
Still....
1. I'm here for Macy. I have to get her on track with Jake.
2. Jake needs a job, or so I hear. I'm going to look into that.
3. If I can get this all settled. Then..then I'll go back home. Lord knows, my neighbor Kramer is probably sick of taking care of my place. I hear I have strawberries in my backyard garden. The peas have made and are already in the freezer. Goodness, I'm going to have to pay Kramer back, somehow.
- Liddy
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