My grandmother passed away in January of this year after a massive stroke. She hung in there, making it past her 93rd birthday, and the woman that raised me slowly slid into deeper and deeper slop, and then she was gone.
Last week, amid family crisis over her estate, I received a message over Facebook from a total stranger. You'll never believe what he found in the parking lot at a Rutter's gas station in York County Pennsylvania.
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The Friendly Ghost
