7 - Naabikaagan (Necklace)
John Ray was standing next to my locker the next day. It was just before the bell for our first class.
“Hey, Cady, how was your interview with my grandma yesterday?”
I nudged him aside and opened the locker door. I grabbed my history book before slamming the door shut.
“Not that great. I mean, she was really nice to me at first and answered almost all of my questions. And she didn’t treat me like a little kid and I liked that. But when she was showing me some old photos, one fell out of the pile. I picked it up and was looking at it and she practically grabbed it from my hand. Then she told me it was time for me to leave and she was kind of crabby about it.”
“Cady, that doesn’t sound like my grandma. Why would she do that? Especially since she knows you’re m
