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I woke up late the next morning and was yawning widely at the breakfast table.
Grandpa was happy to see me, although he raised an eyebrow in Jack's direction.
Jack was walking with a grin on his face. I'm sure I looked different too, so it wasn't too hard to guess why I didn't get my sleep last night.
"I suppose Detective Taylor has informed you about what has happened," Grandpa said, smiling warmly. "Yesterday," that last bit had a hint of harshness.
Grandpa wasn't too happy Jack kept me to himself yesterday.
I appeased him, walking to him and giving him a hug. He was up, as he always got up in my presence, so I could grab him by the waist and hold him tightly, my hand resting on his chest.
"I'm sorry, Gramps," I said. "I needed to take the day off yesterday. I wanted to have so
