Chapter 26
Grace was only half-surprised to see Olivia at the kitchen table with a cup of tea in front of her and Casey by her side. Olivia stared hard into the formica floor, pondering the mysteries of the universe, Grace thought. Olivia smiled when she noticed Grace.
“It’s chamomile, dear. Would you like some?” Grace nodded. Olivia poured some of the steaming liquid into a porcelain mug and handed it to Grace.
“I have to be honest, Grandma,” Grace said. “A lot of this still doesn’t make sense.”
“I agree.” Olivia tapped her temple with her finger as if trying to jog a memory. “For years you believed you were from another era, didn’t you?”
“That was childish nonsense.”
“Was it? You said you were searching for where you belonged. Maybe this is it.” Olivia looked far away. Whenever she
