VISIT FROM GRANDMA 2

When Harlow stepped out of her room, she was in a beautiful mild pink dress, her red hair cascading down her back like she'd always wanted. She had won her red hair with pride tonight after hours of brushing for hours.

As she walked, she heard a few noises coming from the lounge, the maids moving in and out of the lounge, whispered things to themselves. Then she heard Claudia's voice, "But Grandma, I'm your new daughter-in-law."

"No you're not, even if I have dementia, I still know who that rascal had married yesterday. I was the one that personally came to carry her home according to our traditions." Harlow smiled at her sister's desperation.

"Grandma, I'm the one you carried, don't you recognize me."