We went to see Pop. When we came in the door, Nanny and Pop were both asleep on the couch. Pop was bald. Not just bald Pop bald. I’m talking no hair. Just his beard.
I started crying. Then I sucked it up because I didn’t want them to hear me cry.
Eventually, the dog started barking which woke them up.
We stayed for several hours. Talked. Ate pizza. Watched the race. It was nice. It was like everything was normal.