Below the Line.

It was different down south.

There when I came home I was a little puzzled. I loved babysitting for the neighbors. There were a number of benefits. The first and greatest was I could eat anything I wanted. Second, I wasn't at my house. Even alone there was more dignity.

They got home early. I didn't understand. They just said "C'mon". I did.

Ushered into the muffled house there was a heavy spirit. "Get upstairs." I did.

My sister's door was ajar. She was blubbering. "What's wrong?" "Nana died."