23
No Return Address
time she covered herself in gray paint and
pretended to be a statue by the art gallery?
She stood so still she really looked like one too.
People passing by freaked when she moved.”
I laughed at the memory despite myself.
“She sure did like to mess with people’s
minds,” I said. I held up the letter. “Even
mine.”
“Nah. Grandma just wanted to make
people laugh. She liked to shake them up a
bit so they weren’t so stiff.” Cody held my eye
for a moment, like he was talking about me.
Then he grabbed the yo-yo again and spun it
down. “Anyway, it’s pretty clear what she’s up
to now.”
“Oh?” I said.
He flicked the yo-yo back up. “Grandma
wants you and Uncle Doug to talk to each
other.
That’s
why she wants you to deliver this
yo-yo to him.”
“We talk.”
