5“MY GRANDMA NEVER TOLD me she had a boyfriend.” Eugenia let a smirk pass across her lips before brushing it away with fairy fingers. “That’s kind of... I don’t know... exciting?”
“For us it certainly was,” Fred Walaschek said. “We tried to keep it hush-hush, but word spreads like wildfire in a place like this. I’m not surprised she didn’t mention me to the family.”
“Why is that?” Luella asked, perhaps in crueller a tone than was strictly necessary.
Fred didn’t take her question as a jab or, if he did, chose to ignore the intent behind it. He shrugged and said, “Most of us don’t discuss our paramours with the kids. They’d rather live with preserved memories of who we used to be.”
Eugenia stopped biting on one of her bare-naked nails long enough to ask, “What do you mean, preserved
