Chapter 45.
Keira’s POV.
I let the phone ring for a while, not exactly because I didn’t want to speak with my father — I did have my grievances against him — but because I was still trying to figure out why he called from the blues. And of what significance was it that I’d just brought my grandfather back to his farm?
“Hello?” I answered.
“Keira.. thank God. I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for a while,” he lied.
“You don’t say,” I quipped sarcastically.
He must have felt ashamed on the other end because he went silent for a while and I almost assumed he had ended the call.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized. “It’s just.. I don’t know how you’re gonna take this.. umm.. have you.. You see, I’m at the hospital and your grandfather’s room is empty. The nurses said he was discharged today
