problem solved

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


Problem Solved

 

No tears this time. At least this time he accompanied her to the train station. The last time she left he had kissed his wife at the breakfast table, waved at Nana, and walked out the door. The Daughter-in-Law had called a cab, and Nana had obediently walked off to help Daughter with Grandchild #4. Four years later, when Granddaughter #1 became plenty old enough to help, Nana had been fortunate enough to be needed at Son’s house to assist with the new baby. Problem of Nana solved.

 

That was five years ago. The parents were going to try this new thing called “kindergarten”. All the parents in the country club thought it a great idea, and the private academy down the street offered it for a half day. Daughter-in-Law felt she could handle the afternoons if the child took a nap. So time for Nana to move on. Time to find a place for her.

 

Finding a place for Nana had presented a few more obstacles this time. It was too bad her late husband’s janitor pension didn’t stretch to one of the latest retirement homes. However, if they moved her back to the small rural town where she was born and raised, an apartment was within Nana’s means if each child added a little money for food. Daughter-in-Law felt the apartment was a little big for Nana’s needs, but Son was feeling generous. Arrangements were made.

 

They decided the best way to avert crying from the grandchild was to have Nana leave during the day while the child attended school. Her suitcase was already packed and placed in baggage, and nothing much remained to be said.

 

So, Nana stood in the blinding sunlight, dressed in her best hat and shoes, checking the train schedule, while Son once again explained to her the transfers she would need to take to reach her final destination. Once again, Nana tried to understand, and nodded. Relieved, Son set her down on a bench to await the call for her train, kissed her cheek, and left for work.  

 

She was alone. She lifted her face to the sun and smiled.


Submitted: May 07, 2020

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