A family meeting

Dad called tonight.
"Can you come over to the house Tuesday night @ 7:30? We need to talk about Grandma."
"Okay, what about Grandma?"
"We'll just talk about it then."
"If you don't tell me I'll obsess about it until then."
"Well, okay. Grandma's dying. We need to talk about how we want that to happen."
"Okay, I'll be there."

I didn't ask what he meant by, "We need to talk about how we want that to happen." I guess I just didn't want to put him on the spot. I thought more questions could wait. It's all hard enough. To talk about it once, together will have to be enough. We're all thinking about it non-stop anyway.