When I woke up, Derek isn’t here. There was a note lying on the pillow.
My love, I am taking your parents on tour we will be back for lunch. Ali is with us.
Yours forever, Derek
I quickly put on some clothes and pulled my hair back into a bun. He didn’t give a time, but it was late morning already, and I wanted to get that box from Grandpa. I wasn’t sure how I felt about everything he told me, but it may help me understand more if I could see more of that memory.
Grandpa was sitting at the kitchen table with an empty plate in front of him. He buried his head in a newspaper. I picked up the plate and carried it over to the sink, and washed it.
“Good morning, Bella,” he folded up the paper
