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Two whole weeks in the Mile-high city with Gram. I am sure to be feeling better when I get home. I have to call Chrystal right now, okay?"

"Run along, Honey. I will be up in a few minutes to help you pack."

"Chrystal, you will not believe what Mom just told me! I'm not going to be able to help you next week. Uncle Scott is taking me to Gram's house for two whole weeks! And we are flying out there! I know, isn't it just amazing?"

"I know I promised, but I haven't seen Gram since she came here last Christmas. I miss her so much. July is such a great time to go to Denver. And she bought me my own kayak."

"No. She won't buy me a motorcycle until I am 18. Mom made her promise."

"Can you come over? Uncle Scott will be here in the morning and then we are going to leave very early the next morning. The only time we will have is today. Come help me pack."

Everything went without a hitch. Uncle Scott arrived right on time. We made it to the plane on time and Tom even came along to see me off. I was so excited I was sure I wouldn't get any sleep, but just after the plane took off I was out. Next thing I knew Uncle Scott was waking me up to put on my seat belt. It sure is a lot faster trip in a plane than in a car. I didn't even have to use the ladies room.

It seemed like it took forever to get inside the terminal, but we finally made it. She was right there waiting for us. My lovely, loving Gram. We ran to each other and hugged fiercely.

"Look at how you have grown! You are becoming quite a beautiful young woman."

"Oh, Gram. I am almost 13, you know. I won't stay a little girl forever."

"No more than your Daddy stayed my little boy. Children grow up. So, are you ready to go see that new kayak?"

"Mom, is it possible to get a shower and something to eat first?" Asked Uncle Scott. " I am exhausted, hungry, and I smell."

It was about a half hour drive from the airport to Gram's house on 17th Avenue. She lived right across from the City Park. I hope we will find time to visit the zoo. I wonder if you can kayak in City Park?

Gram's house was just as I had remembered it. As I walked through the door it hit me. I had not been here since Daddy died. This will be good for me, I demanded of myself. Daddy wouldn't want me to give up my life to grieve for him.

"So. Gram, where are we going to take those kayaks?" I asked trying help myself think of the here-and-now.

"I thought we could spend the day at Sloan's Lake tomorrow. Your Uncle has the first

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