it rained and rained and rained today.



it's dark, has been all day.



gramma, she's kind of addled, and she took a nap around four, and when she woke up, she kept asking us if it was 7:30 in the morning, or at night. she asked mom first, but she doesn't trust mom, so she asked her again, and then she asked me.



i don't think i looked up from my cards, just sort of flicked my eyes up and across to mom, and then i turned my head but kept my eyes on my hand, and said, "at night, gramma."



"oh," she said, and hugged herself tighter. she's so small, she's wasting away. she's four foot ten, even olivia is taller than her now. olivia and dad had gone to the movies, and mom and i were playing cards on a rainy day.



mom and i kept playing rummy, there in the dining room. gramma just sat there in the doorway to the kitchen, and then she shuffled off in her lime green (worn thin) gown and put some frozen waffles in the toaster.



i keep telling everyone i'm building the next ark, but no one believes me.