“I’ll be your guardian angel, of course,” Grandpa said, and a smile came to his face. I got excited and said, “You mean you’re always gonna be watching over me from heaven?” “Not only will I be watching you, but I’ll be right here with you always,” Grandpa said, sticking his finger out and touching it to my heart. I beamed and embraced my grandpa, and for the first time all afternoon I was speechless. I didn’t have to say anything. Grandpa knew what I was thinking. He took me by the shoulders, looked me straight in the eye and said, “I love you, too.” —Josh Berg
Art and literary journal of University of Jamestown, Jamestown, N.D.