My grandmother, one of only two remaining siblings of the thirteen, was the family matriarch and to her the family Christmas party was an important and never-missed event. It was a kind of loss, we both knew, this freedom. She would bathe and, afterwards, walk around the hotel room in her shower cap without any clothes on. In fact, locals in his hometown speculated he cared little about the money and, instead, just wanted to experience the life he never had—he sometimes broke into a house just to take a bubble bath or steal ice cream from the freezer. The Colt revolver, like nylons, is as American as pie; both were freedom bestowing and empowering. Perspective I was judged for having sex after my husband died.
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