Here are two fictional stories of how my maternal and paternal grandmothers met Elvis as teens in the 50s. I think we all wished that our family members met him at some point. These stories are purely made up and start out the same but change as the story goes on. They're not chronological, but are two separate stories, 12-14,000-word count each. FYI: Pictures of the girls aren't my grandmothers. Names are changed as to protect privacy. The family make-up for the girls is about the same as it really was, the city is the same, and the talents that I wrote in were their real talents in life as well. Rest their souls. 💗🌷🌼 All the people who the characters are based on in these stories are not alive today, aside from one--my great-uncle. 💗🌷🌼
2 parts