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What if I had to take my friend to the airport?
My grandmother was sick. Then she died. Later in the quarter, she died again. I had to go to both funerals. (And now grandpa isn't feeling too good, actually.)
i'll be out of town for a few weeks. i'm already out of town. sorry i didn't inform you sooner. it was last minute. by the time i was told i was already gone. let me know how i can catch up on classes. sorry for the inconvenience.
When folks die, often grandparents, I request a copy of an obit. Few have shown them but all have confessed.
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