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Grandparents for Christmas. Oxford 1975
“Do you have a picture of them? Of your parents?” Emilee rolled out of Connor’s embrace the next morning.
“What for?”
“I want to show Caitie. It will be easier for her to understand. She has never met them.”
When evening fell, Caitlynn O’Hannigan could say “Opa” and “Oma.” She now had many questions. “Opa comes Christmas, Mommy? And Oma?”
“Yes, Honey.” Emilee scooped her up and hugged her until she squirmed. “That’s what Daddy says.”
Connor had unearthed a postcard-size framed image of his parents. It was placed on the mantelpiece, below the pen sketch by grandma Deirdre. Caitlynn paused in front of the photo every time she entered the room. If Emilee were around, she would point at the picture. “Look, Mommy, Opa. Look, Mommy, Oma.”
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