“Where did you go?” demanded my grandmother sternly. I looked up from the act of untying my shoelaces, surprised at the tone of her voice. I shrugged nonchalantly, which is code the world over for ‘who cares’ in teenage speak, and then, glancing at the expression on her face, I responded with mild surprise that I’d gone out for a run. Her response was a classic, and one I’d hear many times from the adults in my family as I grew up and blossomed into a young woman. “Alone? At this time? What will everyone say?”
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