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-Gunner Saturday was when I drove over to my grandma's and helped her out, at least when I was in town. She was in her late eighties and still got around pretty well. I paid for an aid to go in Monday through Friday to help her with day-to-day things. And run her to doctor appointments when I couldn't and make sure she got out when she wanted. It had taken us a few tries, but we finally found one that was good at what she did. My grandma loved her and had tried setting the two of us up a couple of times, but she wasn't really my type. I was normally there when my grandma got up, so she had called me worried I had gotten into an accident when I wasn't. I calmed her down, telling her I hadn't left yet I was running late but was on my way. I thought that had been the end of it because she h
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