Our Spines Can Still Grow

“So what, grandma?” he teases.

“Yes,” I am tired.

Laughter.

“I know why, because he picks on you more than I do.” She’s always smiling. I find her nice.

“So, by how much did your spine grow?” I want to know.

“Say, three quarters.” That’s impressive, I think, but do not say.

“I used to be five feet and a half three years ago, but just this year I’m five feet and three quarters.” I am proud.

“Yeah, and I used to be five-two and a half. Now I’m five-four.” She does look it. Amazing what yoga does.

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