Grandma’s Going to Prison

Seeing my grandma dragged off in handcuffs was the last thing I ever expected to see. I arrived at the family reunion just in time to watch her being escorted out of Aunt Lucy's house. Cops stood on either side of her, holding her upper arms to keep her firmly in place. Neighbors peered into the yard while they pretended to mow their lawns and clean their windows. I've never seen any of these neighbors clean. I was at a loss for words as I watched a cop shove grandma's into the backseat of the police car. I turned to the house, where the whole family was standing outside, looking as shocked as I feel. I stumbled over to them, confused and disoriented. Somehow, I was able to get the words out. I asked what happened. Aunt Lucy looked directly at me, her eyes enormous from shock. She spoke four simple words that knocked the breath straight out of me.

"Grammy's a serial killer."