My Grandma Raised Me Alone After I Became an Orphan – Three Days After Her Death, I Learned She Lied to Me My Entire Life

In her handwriting.

My heart stuttered.

Now I sat at the table, letter open in front of me, hands shaking.

The first part was pure Grandma.

Love. Jokes.

By the time you read this, she’d written, I’m gone and you’re probably wondering what to do.

I huffed out a laugh that sounded like a sob. Of course, she knew what I was thinking.

But there are things I never told you, she wrote.

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