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Nana Gayle
Nana Gayle
Nana Gayle
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Nana Gayle

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A short story about the power of words to reach across generations and time.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJacky Lang
Release dateApr 6, 2017
ISBN9781386063605
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    Nana Gayle - Jacky Lang

    Scraps and Files

    They were everywhere. Diaries in shoe boxes, scraps of paper in plastic storage tubs, and computer files on her clunky old desktop, Nana Gayle’s apartment was full of stories. It was hard for Sorcha to imagine Nana Gayle writing anything, much less the emotional, rambling and sometimes erotic stuff she kept finding. For Sorcha’s entire life, all twenty years of it, Nana Gayle had been quiet, severe, dressed in black and distant. Sorcha’s dad insisted she hadn’t always been that way.

    ***

    Oh, yeah. Mom was fun.

    Really. I can’t picture that. Sorcha stirred the tomato sauce, and turned down the heat.

    I mean, I love Nana, but she doesn’t remind me of fun...sort of quiet contemplation. You know, like in movies about nuns.

    Mmm Her dad, David, was trying to sneak an olive out of the salad.

    Dad, stop that. Tell me some more.

    Sorcha had been asking questions all day, ever since Nana Gayle had been admitted to the hospital. Her father knew the chattering was her way of getting ready for what was coming. He took a sip of water to wash the salty olive taste out of his mouth. His mother was going to die before he even turned fifty. David rolled his memories back to childhood. He wished he’d been kinder.

    His mother had been crying for days, since Grandma died. She was irrational, and he suspected heavily medicated. Nothing broke through her brain fog anymore. Dad tried. Took them all on a trip to the Smokey Mountains. She just stared out the window a lot. Weeks later, she seemed to surface. Life moved forward for a couple of years, until Grandpa died too. David didn’t see that breakdown. Mom left town to help with arrangements. He heard about it though. It was the beginning of her transition, though

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