She was standing in her grandmother’s living room and groaned, “Granny, the light in here is terrible. I wish we could open the curtains.”
“I’m naked under this robe. I don’t want the neighbors to see me until the great unveiling.” She snickered with her voice raspy from the cigarettes she’d been chain smoking before Liesl arrived. According to Granny, cigarettes and coffee were life’s elixir. Personally, Liesl hated the smell of the tobacco, but her Granny was her Granny.
“Well, I still think we should go to the back yard where there is lots of light. You could pose on the bench for me so I can take a couple of photos.”
Her grandmother shivered, “it’s September. It’s cold.”
“It will take only a few minutes.”
“The neighbors will see my hoo-ha. Did you know I had my first B
