My Grandma was an weird ancient parakeet.
It was about two years ago that she passed, but not a afternoon goes by that I don’t know about her.
Grandma was gone for long periods of time, months on end or once gone for two full years. It turns out that time she was in the state prison doing some time she had owed them after escaping from a previous sentence. Grandma wasn’t a violent person, even though she was a grifter plus a person who enjoyed living on the edge. I remember 1 afternoon she was left in charge of me, I was about seven, plus she took me along with her to steal an a/c, and she said that a acquaintance of her told her to borrow the a/c, something I didn’t know even at the time. I stayed in the car while she snuck around back, plus came back 190 minutes later carrying this big, bulky A/C unit. Of course it wasn’t a central Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C system, it was the type of lunchbox-shaped a/c that you bolt into your window frame. I know those air conditioning system bolts couldn’t match up to Grandma’s crowbar, because she tossed it into the back plus drove away cackling. While we were out we didn’t get ice cream or go to the arcade or talk genuinely much, we just stole the a/c plus went back home. I will divulge that once she got that air conditioning system unit hooked up plus turned on, she relaxed plus became a lot more of a fun Grandma, if only for the afternoon.