Mikel didn't know how to answer that question, but he knew what he had to do. "Grams...I gotta go." Mikel knew that there was no negotiating with Emeldia, but Elyse could be reasoned with.
Elyse's eyes looked ready to pop. "ABSOLUTELY N-"
"Grams, please." He begged as he held Theodore against him. Mikel was trying his best convey the fact that they could not be separated through his eyes. Though it just wasn't the time or distance limit that frightening him. He didn't want to be separated from Theo. It was as if his mind couldn’t fathom it anymore.
Donny put his hand on Elyse's shoulder. "Come on honey, he can handle himself."
"You..." Elyse started as she crossed her arms, but ultimately, she caved to her grandson’s pleas. "You'd better call me tonight young man."
Mikel smiled bright
