On the couch, grandson curled next to her. "Gramma Mimi” as she’s called picks up the book. The spine so new I can hear it crack, crisp.
Smiles and laughs abound followed by “Oh I remember that…” or “Oh that’s a good one,” and “He was so small, now he’s getting so big.”
No screens in sight, thumbs aren’t scrolling, hands to busy holding the photo book.
Memories in hand.