time and space

Quite right, he said. You are quite right in wanting something better for yourself. My grandmother was sitting in her usual spot by the kitchen table. I had been in charge of the dinner and made her chicken with rice and soy sauce. After dinner she wen't to the living room and there I was, all alone in my grandmas kitchen. The clock in the living room was silent once more. It had been that way for many years. We had taken it many times to the clockmaker but he was reluctant to fix it. He felt it was too much of a responsibility to work on it, as it was very old. Which is why I tried one day to do it myself. I picked up a paintbrush and started carefully to wipe the dust of it. As I was sat there, in my grandmother's kitchen, all alone with an old clock rejected my the reluctant clockmaker, I looked out the window, into the dark night and saw to my surprise a meteor approaching earth. Now I wish I was a confident astronomer, but I am not. Little by little the meteor came closer. I grabbed my locket that was hanging around my neck and opened it. Inside there was a photo of me and my grandma. I surely had won the lottery in the grandma department. How lucky am I to have such a close and meaningful relationship with someone