Then my uncle laughed.
Not because he found it funny. Because he genuinely believed it had to be a joke.
But it wasn’t.
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The months afterward divided the family completely.
Some relatives stopped calling altogether. My aunt refused to attend Thanksgiving if Grandma was there because she said it would “encourage the insanity.” My mother stayed angry in a quieter, sadder way. She kept saying she couldn’t understand why Grandma would choose to begin again when most people her age were becoming great-grandparents.
But Grandma never acted embarrassed.
