"Did you hear me?" My grandfather asked while smiling softly.
Despite his simple question of worry, there was something off about it.
Yet, I couldn't let my doubt fester longer.
So I crossed my arms over my chest, and had a decision made. No longer was I willing to let him see the fear behind my thoughts, so I began thinking.
This man doesn't need to know I wasn't paying attention to a word he said. So, all I'll do is lie to him. I thought as I nodded my head even though I never have been one to not tell the truth.
But, being his grandchild, it was important that he does not know anything.
So, I did the only thing feasible as I stared directly into his dark colored eyes.
"I did hear you. I was just thinking it was time to find my roots." I stated nonchalantly, not paying much att
