"Your grand father sounds like he was a wonderful man", I prompted.
"Yeah, he was", The ghost of a smile graced her lips, And I knew it wasn't me. It was for the memory of man who raised her, and I was fine with that. As long as she was smiling.
"You had to sell your car to pay bills? That must have been hard", My tone remained low, gentle but probing, hoping to get Rhea to open a little more. Her eyes flickered to me briefly. A quick glance before looking looking away again, as if she found it difficult to look me in the eye right now.
Yet, she trembled, and I hoped to ease her inner turmoil by rubbing the back of her hand with my thumb more. Rhea's lip trembled and her breath as she fought a fresh wave of tears. "Yeah, I did. After my grandma passed away, papa got sick. Too sick to ta
