Not sure why she needed
to make the big intros today.
She knows how I feel about
breaking bread with total strangers.
Grandfather isn’t a whole
lot happier about it than I am.
But Aunt Cora can be pretty
convincing when she’s honey sweet.
It’s a skill I’m working hard on,
especially where Grandfather
is concerned. I’ve tried and tried
to get him to loosen my reins, at least
a little. It’s hard to maintain
a romance when most every
move is monitored. Grandfather
doesn’t trust me, which another time
I might find sort of funny. Me?
In need of watching? I mean,
considering his distrust took
root in a past defined by my father,
it’s not really fair to me.
Then again, considering
I’m not exactly anxious for
him to know any details about Bryce
and me, some people might
say I’ve earned it to some
degree. But, hey, a month
of secrets in seventeen years?
I’d say that’s not so bad.
And a month of romance