Time seemed to have stopped.
Or so, Eduardo thought as he stared blankly at his grandmother. He tilted his head to the side, as though doing that will take away the words she had just spoken. When that didn't seem to work, he turned his head back towards her and furrowed his brows.
Nothing of what she had just said made enough sense to him. It was impossible. Perhaps, she might just be pulling his legs, right?
"You are joking, right?" He asked. His hands had long since left hers. And they sat sprawled on the bed as his body sagged. "What sort of twisted sick joke is this, GrandMama?"
"Have I ever joked about something like this with you, Baal?" She asked softly, moving to take his hands back in hers. "If I am saying this, it is because it is nothing but the simple truth. As much as you
