I quickly pick up the call, moving away from Robert because I don't want him to listen in to our conversation.
"Grandpa?"
"How's my little munchkin doing?" My heart warms up with a smile when I hear his voice.
He has always called me that.
"I'm doing fine, Grandpa. How are you?" I can’t believe he finally called back—I thought my step-grandmother wouldn’t tell him what was going on. She hung up on me before I could even finish telling her about Mom's illness, so I'm surprised that he called back.
"I'm fine, but I'd be better if I saw you. Now, where the heck are you? I've been waiting here at the hospital, and your friends say you just disappeared."
"You're at the hospital?" He came to see Mom. This fels like a dream.
"Well, someone had to clear the bill. Wherever you are, you’d be
