smiled.

Small. Controlled. Barely noticeable.

Grant stopped laughing.

Because for the first time in five years, I did not lower my eyes.

I walked into the kitchen, picked up the phone, and pressed one button.

The line clicked alive.

“It happened,” I said.

A calm woman’s voice replied, “We’re already outside.”…

Part 2

Grant followed me into the kitchen barefoot,continue reading …