Most families have "the other Grandmother," the one who is visited less often, whose own visits are anticipated with trepidation, the one with whom contact is at least as much a matter of duty as love. In this touching memoir, award-winning author Linda Hewitt remembers the Christmas she came, at last, to know hers.
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