One day after the yard recall, I was in my cell listening to some music. I wondered why my mom hadn’t picked up the phone or written to me. Then, out of nowhere, my cell door opens. I step out to see what’s going on. The officer tells me to follow him. So I’m walking, and then it hits me. This could be about my grandma, and I feel something pull away from me as I continue walking. Then the officer handed me a sticky note and said your cousin wants you to call her. I start to trip out more.
I started dialing the number. She picked up and said, “Cuz Luis, please don’t go crazy, but grandma is gone.”ย I asked, “Where did she go?” My cousin said, “Not like that; she is in heaven with Grandpa, your dad, and your mom.” I say, “Don’t f***ing play me like that.” She says, “I’m not, just looking to be honest with you. The whole family didn’t want to inform you about this. Iย told them you were her son and grandson, so I had the right to call to let me know.” She said she couldn’t leave me without knowing the truth.
Once I got out of prison, I found out that when my cousin did call,ย it had already been a whole damn f***ing month. It sent my mind for a naturally tough spin, but that is a story for the next time we talk.
