DEVON's P O V
‘‘She came to see me…?’’ Dad asked. ‘‘Are you talking about… Grace?’’
Then I realized that he was still waiting for my mother to turn up at that point. But that was impossible! Mom died year ago, but dad's eyes always light up like this almost every time whenever I mentioned her.
I let out a sigh as I stole a glance at Phoebe, who was listening to both of us talk in silence for some time now. ‘‘Can I go with dad first?’’
‘‘Sure!’’ She responded with a warm grin. ‘‘I'll wait for you over here…’’
She indicated the confined space close to the elevator that included a set of sofa chair by pointing in that direction. ‘‘Okay, this won’t take long...,’’ I said, and then gave her a peck on the cheek before following my father as he walked in the direction of my offic
