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Sometimes his behavior is comical and sometimes it’s very frustrating. He hides things from me, like my car keys and his medicine. He thought the highlights in my hair were gray hairs once. While I was really into watching a movie with Granny, he cut off a chunk of my hair. I try so hard to not lose my temper with him, but I did that day. That’s when I started learning deep breathing exercises. They don’t always work, but they help some. I’ve also learned to do the hiding of things. Things like my purse, my phone, and every pair of scissors in the damn house.
    “Good morning,” Granny calls out in her singsong voice.
    I scoot by her. “Mornin’, Granny, did you manage to get any sleep last night?” I mumble, barely awake.
    She shakes her head.
    Poor thing, I hate that for her. “Maybe you can take a little catnap later.” I open the fridge and take out the sweet tea. Sweet tea is my form of coffee. I crave my caffeine fix. I have to have my delicious nectar as soon as I wake up. I sip on a glass all day long. I really don’t drink many sodas, just my sweet tea. If a restaurant around here doesn’t have sweet tea, I don’t go there. If I go there by mistake, I just have water. You just can’t sweeten tea right after it’s already cold. Give me sweet tea over any glass of wine, or godforsaken beer. I’m supposed to love beer because I’m country girl, but I hate that nasty ale. Lizzie, on the other hand, can drink some beer. She has been known to get a little wild and crazy, going home with everyone and anyone who asks. But that was our first couple of years of college when we were both a little wild.
    “Is there any reason why we are having the yard mowed so early?” I sit at the table across from Granny. She likes to sit with me and sip on her coffee while I eat my bowl of cereal. I enjoy this time we always take to be together.
    “Oh, he wanted to get our yard and his yard finished before it got too hot with humidity. I heard on the news the temperature is going to be close to a hundred today.” She grins over her cup of steaming coffee.
    I’m waking up now. “Did he ever stop to think some people like to sleep in a little on a Saturday morning?” I raise one eyebrow then laugh.
    She covers her mouth with one hand. “Baby, that’s my fault. I told him that would be okay, I didn’t even think about you wanting to sleep in today.”
    She comes across apologetic because she takes everyone’s feelings into consideration. Who could ever be mad at her? “I needed to be up anyway, I want to work in those flowers out there.” I give her a little wink and a grin, so she knows I’m not upset with her.
    We sit and talk for a little bit before I get up to clean up the breakfast dishes. She asks me again about the family reunion coming up. “Did you ask Henry last night about coming to our picnic?”
    I let out a sigh as I wash the dishes. “Granny, that’s not really his thing. His family isn’t close like ours, so he doesn’t understand the importance of the occasion. I forgot to ask him last night, but when I talk to him again, I will ask him.”
    She gives me her knowing look—the look that tells me Lizzie has been talking to her. Granny has a way of getting information out of you before you know you even told her.
    “Well, it’s two weeks from today and I’m going to invite our new neighbors too. They don’t have any family around here.”
    Good, I can change the subject, “Where are they from, Granny?”
    “I don’t remember her saying, but her son works over in Muscle Shoals.”
    “That’s a long drive.”
    Granny shrugs. She has never driven a day in her life and always depended on Papa to take her everywhere. Now I take them everywhere. We took Papa’s license and keys away from him a couple of years ago. He wasn’t very happy about giving up those, but in the end I think he knew it wasn’t safe for him to drive anymore.
    Once I finish the dishes and get a load of laundry