“My what?” Lizzie asked, not sure she heard correctly. “He’s your what?”
“You heard your mother correctly,” Louis said. “I’m your grandfather, and I’ve waited a long time to meet you. I’m so happy the time has finally come.”
“I’d be happier if this meeting never took place,” Lizzie’s mother ground out between clenched teeth.
Lizzie and her grandfather ignored her as they stared at one another.
Finally, Julie broke the silence by asking, “Well, Louis? Was I right? Is she everything you’d have hoped to come from her mother’s awful mistake of marrying that witch instead of who you’d picked for her?”
Lizzie’s grandfather turned his gaze to Julie and stared at her for so long that the smile on her face dimmed, and she tore her eyes away from his to look at the ground.
He turned his
