“My grandfather built his house himself. Every brick, every floorboard touched by his hands. His signature inside stud walls, behind wallpaper, on the underside of the mantelpiece. Times were different back then, I’m told. In those days everyone built their house themselves. We go to visit, my fiancée and I. Her name is Charlotte and I worry that Grandad will not approve.”
A story about visiting a grandparent. Published and performed by Liars’ League. Listen or read online here.