The Grandmother

It was the day my grandmother exploded. It was a sight I thought I would never see. My grandmother had been such a sweet lady, almost as sweet as candy. But she had just turned bitter as black likerish. I was outraged by the sight of it. Never had she screamed so loud, never had she screamed such awful words.I was frightened, I thought she was going to kill me. I had to run, had to getaway. She started chasing me, crying hysterically calling for me to come back. I just ran, but when I looked back I saw her on her knees staring at the concrete pavement. I got into my sedan and drove off. I didn't even look at her when I drove by. From there on until she died, I never spoke a word to her again...