The Night My Daughter-in-Law Sent Me to Sleep in the Garage

to show love,” I said. “People who cook learn to wait, to care, to listen.”

He nodded seriously, then tried again.

By late afternoon, we all cleaned the kitchen together. Ava taught me how to use TikTok, how to scroll, how to like, how to read comments.

“Grandma, don’t tap the ads by mistake,” she warned.

I feigned seriousness.

“So I’m modern now, huh?”

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