AN: There really is a photograph of Jonathan and Granny in her bedroom. So apparently love makes you crazy and evil? The world may never know.
SwordStitcher-I don't believe that she ever felt proper guilt. She wanted something to need her, something to redeem. She got it. She failed miserably. This is true. I'm hungry. Seriously? I want pizza. I hate pizza. You don't have to eat it. Move, I want pepperoni.
APieceOfThePuzzle-She didn't have the cane yet. Luckily for me. Luckily for her! I would've hit her face with it over and over and OVER AND OVER! UNTIL SHE DIDN'T HAVE TEETH! Thank you for that...lovely image. You're welcome. As for the time travel...there is no such thing.
He has only been in Granny's room twice. Once when she was out and he was curious, and once after she broke her ankle and wanted him to fetch something.
What struck him was the photograph on her dresser. He remembers the day it was taken-Easter Sunday, when he was eight years old. He didn't know she'd kept it, and he didn't think she would have stuck it on her dresser.
She had her hand on his shoulder for this shot, probably to make sure he didn't do anything besides stand there and stare at the camera. He remembers being frightened at the close proximity and it shows-she's smiling, while he's wide-eyed and half-grimacing.
He really has no idea why she'd had the picture taken in the first place, let alone put it in her bedroom.
Maybe it's some sort of Voodoo doll? He doesn't know how that would work, but…
When he goes up there after her death, seven years later, he doesn't change a thing apart from turning the picture facedown.
THE END