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Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret.

“During my chocolate parfait I whispered, ‘I’m wearing a bra. Can you tell?’ ‘Of course I can tell,’ Grandma said. ‘You can?’ I was really surprised. I stopped eating. ‘Well, how do you think it makes me look?’ ‘Much older,’ Grandma said, between sips of her coffee. I didn’t know whether to believe her or not so I believed her.”