Knock Knock
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granddaughter
I’m in New York with my three granddaughters, sharing one bathroom for the four of us. My turn finally came, with 10 minutes of pure uninterrupted peace, at last! I climbed into the shower; I wasn’t there one minute before Jazmine knocked at the door. “Grandma, I need to get something.” Another knock, Maddie: “Sorry, Grandma, I have to go.” Knock knock … Bailey came in: “ Everyone’s in here; I was lonely.”
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