There aren’t many rooms to clean today, so I finish my shift early. I decide to hang out with Grandpa until I’m due at the diner because, quite frankly, I enjoy his company.
Strolling into the office, I see him up on a stepladder, wobbling as he tries to change a light bulb.
“Hank, get down!” I screech, running around the counter and standing near the ladder, looking up at him.
“Hey, Paige,” he says, looking down at me with a big smile.
Looking up at him with scolding eyes, I demand, “Get down from there! You’re going to fall.”
Hank waves me off, which, in turn, causes him to wobble slightly.
“Oh my God, down!” I command and pull on his belt loop to coax him to come down.
“I won’t be a minute. This damn light keeps flickering, and Quinn isn’t in today, so I’ll do it myself.”
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