Principal Blot, Grandma Levine, and the rest of my family find us backstage.
“Lola! Zola! Granola!” Ben says. “That was awesome!”
Ms. Tinkle walks up to Josh and me and says, “Wonderful improv! I’ve taught you well.” And then the three of us laugh together.
We drive Grandma Levine to the airport a few days later, and we are all sad to see her go.
“Come back soon, Ruth,” Mom says.
“Love you, Mom,” Dad says.
“Bubbe,” Ben says, “what’s a kitty’s favorite color?”
“I don’t know,” Grandma says.
“Purr-ple!” Ben says, and kisses Grandma good-bye.
I’m a little sad, so I just give Grandma Levine a big hug and tell her how much I love her and how glad I am that she helped me out.