Brittany'sMemoir

 Memories of Nana  She teaches me math, making it appear so clear. She smiles and smoothes back my hair. I feel happy, complete, like nothing could go wrong. And nothing does.  Watching a movie, gorging ourselves on chocolate-covered vanilla ice-cream. Stuffing our gobs with extra buttery popcorn. Chuckling at comedy and weeping at drama. My nana and I. Me and my nana. Together forever. Never apart.