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Mother
Wants
You
To
Stay
Stupid
Find
Your
Notes
So
You
Can
Be
Yourself
Find
The
Paper
Flowers
Trust
Only
Your
Own
Hand
Writing
I looked up. “You knew?”
“Not right away. I rarely open these books. But after one of her bad seizures, I pulled them out. Thought she’d like to read them again, since she loved them the first time.”
“And you found this.”
“I was shocked. I confronted her mother.” Grandma Flowers rested her hands on the table, her brown fingers tightly locked together like a fervent prayer. “I shouldn’t have. She cut me off, forbade Ava from seeing me.”
“But you were right next door.”
“She had a good grip on that girl. The next time I saw her, she didn’t even know who I was.”
