Brooke’s POV
Though she wasn’t around much as we grew up, John, Trent and I all loved our grandmother. We didn’t know much about her as we didn’t have much of a relationship, but the stories mom told us, and our limited interactions told us she was strong. She was a force to be reckoned with. We are damn lucky we have her on our side. I don’t know what magic she can do, but I know she is talented, and we need that talent to get through this.
Mom stood up and walked over to our grandmother, wrapping her arms tightly around her. I could hear the sniffles from both women as they held each other. I began to wonder who would let go first if either of them would. Grams pulled away from mom, took one look at her, then placed her forehead against mom's. It was by far one of the most beautiful m
