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My grandmother the actress is leaving soon. I was there last weekend, but she resurrected on Easter and ate a whole breakfast, so I came home. I'm crashingly busy and tired, but still battling the impulse to fling myself back on the South Shore and go back to her tonight. If the weather wasn't so dreadful I think I would, but it looks forbidding out there and no one needs to be driving late to pick me up. I'll go in the morning, belike.

So instead I'm sitting in my room crying and thinking about her, and if you all don't mind I'm going to share, because she was the most remarkable of the remarkable people I've met so far, and I don't think I'll ever meet her like again. ( Read more... )

eta: on she went, a little after 3 this afternoon. blessed be