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I do not want to write today. Today is the fifth anniversary of my grandmother's death. I don't wake up feeling particularly sad about it. But then I remember, and tack that remembrance on to a long list of other things I've felt grumpy about this week, and I tack those on to the reasons why I don't want to write. I drive to the library anyway. I walk up the stone library steps, pausing to notice fall's blue skies and maple leaves and how lucky I am to live in this little town with its turn-of-the-century library, built only a few years before Gram was born. I walk to my usual spot, feet on autopilot as my brain battles between self-loathing and gratitude, and there, on the table, sits a lit

 

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