That’s the part that confuses me the most - if what I think happened, happened…. Then gramps has been this way the entire time I knew him. And at a point I guess I have to wonder if it even makes a difference
But if that was him outside my window, and not the wind or my mind playin’ tricks… what the hell did he want
That’s exactly what I thought at first, but who knows if the thing somehow molded itself to look more human when it found a head it “liked”… gramps did say when it came to his window, it sounded more like Simon than it had sounded like Gertie
I never tried to worry too much about even gramps’ most outlandish stories - true as they might’ve been. All the years I grew up in Vernon, nothin’ horrible like that every happened to me.
mikeventure76 OP t1_j76tysd wrote
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… I’m now choosing to believe this for my own sanity
Appreciate the kind words !