“Grandpa, are you awake yet?” Morgan pulls his upper eyelid up and peers into his blue eye.  He lets out a long exaggerated snore, sounding like a snuffling boar. Morgan giggles loudly. She isn’t fooled. Grandma is better at pretending to be asleep. Or maybe I am more scary to wake up.  “Good. I am going to do the hula for you!” I peek. Morgan is dressed in her pink frothy skirt and a blue bra made of anesthesia masks stolen from Grandma's surgery supplies. Her smoochable tummy is bare. She skips to the CD player, and starts IZZY. Hawaiian music to hula to, our favorite love songs. Morgan brought sunshine to our lives.   Author Notes Gary and I went to Hawaii for our honeymoon. Izzy's somewhere over the rainbow was our song. My mom was in Hawaii and taught me to hula dance. This memory is for you mom.

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