Gramma died last week.
She was an only child, Mom and Dad have been dead for years, and I’m her only grandson.
I moved away for work a few years ago, and went back and visited, but really couldn’t take time off.
So I had the crematorium pick up her body from the rest home.
They were supposed to mail her ashes to me, but the tracking number is wrong, and the post office doesn’t have any other records of it.
Out there, somewhere, is Gramma.
Probably sitting on a shelf with others lost in transit.
Should have used Fedex.