I hurried to soothe Grandma Pritcher. “It’s okay. I really don’t mind.”
Then she asked, “I heard you found work? Quilting for Ann?”
“Yeah,” I said.
“That’s good. Moon Goddess blesses you. You can finally settle down. It’s my granddaughter who doesn’t have that kind of luck.”
When she sighed, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened.
Her dislike for Jevon and Lilith. And her fondness for me was completely undisguised.
The atmosphere turned awkward fast.
I caught the director beside us blinking at me repeatedly, signaling me to cut the topic before the internet tore Grandma apart during the replay.
So, I smiled and smoothed it over.
“It’s late, Grandma Pritcher. You should go home. Tomorrow, when I have time, I’ll come chat with you again.”
“Ok, ok.” She listened to me easi
