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"Grandma—"

"Hey, you got those boobs from your mom and she got them from me. Let me brag. Don't post bikini pics if you don't want attention."

"I didn't. Em did."

"She's a heartbreaker too. So tall and such long legs."

"Yeah. She is." I laugh. Heartbreaker is putting it lightly. "Guys go crazy for her, but she never gets attached."

"Kay-bear, if you want a guy's attention, it's easy. Show off your boobs. It will work. I promise."

I push my skirt off my hips. "But I need more than him wanting me. I need him to admit it."

"Boobs and booze. That's it."

"That's all it takes? Really?"

"Hey, you're the one asking a divorcée for guy advice."

My smile spreads over my cheeks. Grandma has the best sense of humor. She makes the cloudiest day feel bright. Not that there are many cloudy days here. "You promise you're okay?"

"Okay is relative, but I'm not dying anytime soon."

Soon is relative too. But I don't say that. I'd rather believe her. "I have to get ready. There's a party tonight. Emma's brother, you know—"

"Of course I know him. He's fine."

"Him and his friends are buying the tattoo shop."

"Ah."

"What?"

"The timing is interesting."

"Timing of what?"

"You needing guy advice. This guy gonna be at the party?"

I can admit that. "Yeah. But—"

"He have a name?"

"Bye, Grandma. I'll call you soon."

"A push up bra never hurts."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

I end the call.

Maybe she's right.

Maybe showing off my boobs is enough.

It can't hurt.

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