32
Singer
66 days with Miles
They walked into the building just in time to see Marie walking out, backward, arguing with Brandi.
“He is my grandson—”
“I’ve told you over and over again, Marie, unless Regina is here—”
“I don’t know where she is! If I did, she would be here!”
Jake raised his eyebrows. “So, Regina isn’t here today?”
“I’m so sorry you drove all the way here,” Brandi said. “I was told she would be here.”
Marie, voice cracking, tried one more time. “I want to see my grandson.”
“I don’t see any reason why you can’t.” Singer glanced at Jake. “We’ll take you to lunch, Marie.” Brandi began to object, but Jake was nodding like this was the obvious solution. Even a scrap of Jake’s approval—once so common as to be taken for granted—was enough now to warm Singer’s spine.
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