I then headed upstairs and into the spare bedroom, where they always kept a bed made ready in case of guests, and eagerly began setting up the camera,... and pointed at the bed.After a few minutes of fiddling with the lenses, and making sure the remote worked properly, my Grandmother entered the room, and I stared up at her in amazement.She had put on some make up, and was wearing a very pretty short and tight fitting dress that showed off all her curves, a pearl necklace, and also had on a pair. It wasn't until late in this century that a grateful citizenry finally put up that stature in Arnold's honor." Wow so Savannah would be a lot different if the city had been burned back then." Not only would the architecture be different but the people would have a different outlook because of how the city looks. The architecture of a city affects not only how it looks but how the people feel about it and how they act toward each other." Boy that's something. Well, when granddaddy died you just. She was out shopping and had to put on some clothes. I felt so stupid right there. My face looked like a clown. I slapped my head and laughed.Me: Jesus, mom, I thought you were going to have the ‘talk’ once again. I was so terrified, don’t scare me like that again.She started to burst out of laughter.Mom: I loved the way you looked when you first saw me. My little son was so disappointed. We had the talk last night, didn’t we? Do you disagree with anything?Me: No! Not at all!I was still. ..I'm just upset. It's complicated. I want you to be happy. Okay?You're my son...child and I love you no matter what." She kissed me onthe forehead. "Goodnight." With that she left. The kitchen was notcleaned and the dishes were not done. This was the first time I've everseen her leave the kitchen that way.I didn't sleep that night. I tossed and turned in my bed all night. Icouldn't even look at a picture of a woman. It was too weird now. I heardmy sister leave around six am. She said she was.