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Watching Andrew with Grandma Cora is something special. When I was a kid, I wished I had a grandparent nearby. Truthfully, I had hoped for a grandfather, but to see Andrew have such a relationship with her is something that, even now, I’m a bit jealous of.
“There’s something about this crown,” Andrew says softly.
“It suits you,” she says, leaning in beside him so they can see themselves in the mirror. “See how well the crowns go together?”
I don’t get it. Besides both being silver, they don’t exactly go together. The crown on my son’s head is beat to hell, and that’s just what I can see from this distance. It looks as if it was worn in a battle, was demolished, glued back together, and then dipped in new white gold. Andrew is enamored, though, so I need to make this wor
