slow phoenix the new world comingslow phoenix by cattservant
must it rise from its ashes
again and again
Grandma Greta"She used to be so pretty," they said with sadness in their eyes. I thought she was beautiful, and not "for seventy." She was pretty because she had been through so much and would still smile, with her eyes sparkling and dancing. She would walk with the elderly back bend. Her hair was long but wiry, mane of curls. She knew every crude joke, and not in a "Oh, grandma, you're so nasty" way. But in a Navy Seaman will blush deep purple kind of way.Grandma Greta by TheFlawedOne
Her name is Greta and she's originally from Germany. She met grandpa Alex while serving dinners at the Supper Club. For months, he would come in for dinner and chat her up. After two months he started to walk her home. Tenderly he held her hands. With every step he took he thought "marry me, marry me, marry me."
Finally, he asked her. She brushed her hair behind her ear. "Yes, Alex!" She twirled around with joy. The had three kids, two boys and one girl. Eventually they had six g
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