My Better Life

I can’t help but smile. Even though she isn’t showing it, I think I just won Grandma Allwright over. “When Jamie and I are busy planning, building, and starting this business, we’ll need help watching the kids. I don’t want them to feel left out or left behind.”

Granny manages to look upset and pleased all at once. “Who do you think I am? Of course I’ll spend time with my great-grandkids. Don’t I already?” She smiles at me, it’s a twist of her lips, and I think it’s the first time I’ve seen her send a smile my way. “I’m glad you’re thinking of them.”

I shake my head. “Of course. I want them to be happy.”

The kitchen falls quiet and I look at everyone. “Thanks for your help.”

Diedre smiles.

Tom grunts.

Granny stands and pushes back her chair with a loud scrape. “Good. Now go on. You’re not laying out of work today.”

I stand and so does Tom.

Before we go, Gran says, “By the way, if you hurt Jamie, I’ve got a shotgun with your name on it.”

I grin at her and she scowls. But behind the scowl is a smile.

I get the feeling that Grandma Allwright might just have paid me a compliment.