 And so I remember her storming out of the house in her heels and her winter coat and going up to the store. I'm walking back through the house, and I walk into the pantry, and there is my grandfather. And I just remember in my little nine-year-old head saying, God, I'm going to get it now. But you know what? He gave me a look that simultaneously said, you know, you probably shouldn't have done that.