selfish.”
Her eyes searched my face like she was trying to decide whether she was allowed to believe me.
“But Grandma said—”
“I don’t care what Grandma said,” I cut in gently but firmly. “Grandma was wrong.”
There it was—the line that once would’ve scared me to cross. As a kid, my parents were the sun and the moon. What they said was law. To contradict continue reading …
