Talking to ourselves

Hope Roselle
Nov 8 · 3 min read
At my grandmother’s house

I wish I could tell my grandfather that even though he’s not here anymore, we still have things to tell him. I wish I could tell him how we talk to ourselves — how we all know what he’d say, and how we say it in his voice.

Heath, what do you think? This is a Pop car, is it not?

Heathie laughs. Yeah.

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Hope Roselle

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I’m a writer and actor who grew up next to the ocean in New Jersey. My website is www.iamtheflowergirl.com

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