My grandma was a real one. When my college boyfriend showed up to her house to buy her Buick sedan--a highly beloved car that had been a gift to her from my late grandfather, but which she was too old to safely drive--she called me to tell me he was cheating on me. I knew he was, but to protect his reputation I told her not to worry as I was sure she was mistaken (we were planning on getting married, and I was a fool).

my grandma was showing me her old sewing patterns and one of them was made out of a regime-owned newspaper with the last military dictator’s speech…….. grandma i wasn’t familiar with your game.