I can’t believe we all found out on Christmas. It was the last bit of good news that Grandma got before the fire.
My throat forms a knot thinking about her.
Damn it. It was so amazing having her and Grandpa here with us. They were both so happy with all of the new grandbabies.
Between Uncle Dixon’s twins and Dad’s boys, Grandma sure had her hands full.
Tears sting in my eyes as I remember her holding one of the girls in each arm and the smile she had.
It was so wide it pushed her glasses up her cheeks until she couldn’t see.
Did she look like that when she saw me and Sawyer for the first time?
Ugh. I can’t think about it any more.
It hurts too fucking much.
When Mom died, I was only ten. It was awful, but I don’t think I registered it quite the same way as I do now.
I hate this.
Where’s my book?
RacingQueen: Diving back in. I deserve a gold star.
TheBigO: Good girl.
I stare at his text.
It shouldnotmake me feel this way.
Who is this guy?
Hmm. Maybe the mystery is half the fun?
Definitions, please
Oliver
Sitting in my recliner,I idly spin my lariat over my head while trying to make sense of this nonsense werewolf story.
Shit, my shoulder is locked up today. I haven’t worked it enough over winter to keep it in shape.
I guess it’s perfect timing I’m heading to Oregon fairly soon to get these old bones moving again.
Then I read a sentence that has me stumped.
Kicking myself out of my app, I flip over to the private chat with RQ.
As often as she talks about having a brother who likes to play video games, I bet she picked her handle after some NASCAR simulation.
Or maybe she runs track and field? I managed to catch one conversation she had with another person about being in college.
I shouldn’t even be talking to a girl this young.
Nah, she thinks I’m eighty and is still in the chat.
Dirty pool acting like she wants to corrupt some elderly man.
