“Only once, early on, did Claude wonder, “Carmy?” “Yes, dear?” “Will you love me even if I keep wearing a dress?” “I will love you even if you wear a dress made out of puppies.” Carmelo nuzzled his neck, and he giggled. “I will love you even if you wear a hat made out of toe cheese.” Claude wrinkled his nose. “You will?” “Of course.” “How come?” “’Cause I’m your grandma. That’s what grandmas are for.” “Loving you no matter what you wear?” “Loving you no matter what.”