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THIS IS A 100 WORDS CONTEST ENTRY

Numba One

Published by KRISTEL | Thursday, February 03, 2011 7:13 PM


BR 100 Word Contest. As my Grandma's Alzheimer's gets worse, I want to preserve as much as possible.


I recognize the short bridge of my nose in my Grandma’s face, the way her eyes curve into rainbows when she smiles. We sit in her tiny apartment huddled together on the loveseat I napped on as a child. The cushions still smell like incense.

"You and Grandma...close. My numba one," she says in that familiar singsong voice, the unmistakable blend of pidgin and Japanese peppered on her consonants.

I watch as the invisible wave washes over her, like clockwork, heavy and destructive as it pulls the memory right out of her.

She smiles politely, familiar rainbows. "What’s your name?"



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ObeyTheAnalyst - Thursday, February 03, 2011 7:27 PM.


Nice. Very nice.

kristel - Thursday, February 03, 2011 2:27 PM.


I swear I submitted this before 2pm HST!