She did not say sorry. She said, \u201cYour grandmother wanted you to have this week.\u201dI stopped with the door open because that sentence did not belong to the argument we were having.My mother came down the steps and told me something she had been sitting on for eleven years.<\/p>\n
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When Grandma Odile died, she left the beach house money, forty-one thousand dollars, to the family with one condition: that someone keep the tradition going. My mother spent it in two years. Roof repairs on her own house, a car, Marguerite\u2019s first wedding. By the third summer there was nothing left, so I started booking the house myself, at twenty-six, and never asked where the original money went, because I assumed the fund had simply run out the way things do.<\/p>\n
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