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Many Jean plated up my breakfast, and we sat together as I ate, not speaking. The relief was indescribable. A veil had been lifted. All the trouble I'd caused led me to that cold basement. Granny Jean drove me back to the bus station. As we parted, she gave me a little pack on my cheek. On my way to the bus, I turned back and waved goodbye to her. But I know it would be the last time I'd see her.