My grandma picked up the phone like she had many times before.
“Who is this?” she asked skeptically.
“Grandma, it’s me, Ethan, your grandson.”
Before she could trust the voice on the other end of the phone, I had to give a detail that proved it was me. All I wanted was to catch up and ask her what she thought of the movie Thelma. And already it felt like we were living out a scene from the movie.
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