Chapter Thirty-One
Milo
My grandmother left when the sun was still bright. She would need to walk the few miles down the hillside trail to get back to the house before my mother returned from work.
It was still hard to believe my grandfather had not only been alive, but had been living this close to us all along. However, it was still a long walk, even if you weren't an older woman.
I remembered as a child seeing Esmeralda's shoes covered in dust and her white stockings dingy when she returned home. I never imagined where her walks had led, and I now knew why she’d never allowed me to follow her.
I went to the opening of the cave when she left. I stood in the sunlight and looked out over the valley. The view was enchanting, yet I hated what I saw because it was the same view I had eve
