CHAPTER 58
I sit comfortably across from Grandma Lucy in her rocking chair. She and I have met so many times like this in my dreams I don’t even wait to be invited anymore before taking my seat.
“How are you today, Ian?”
I let out my breath. “Oh, pretty good. How about yourself?”
Grandma Lucy stares out her window. “Not bad. Not bad at all. I get forgetful sometimes. I think it has Connie worried.”
“Aunt Connie’s always going to worry about you,” I tell her.
This makes Grandma Lucy smile. “So she is. And what about you? I hear the Secretary of State is scheduled to make another visit to your neck of the woods.”
“Yeah, but how did you know about that? Eric said they’re keeping the trip secret.”
Grandma Lucy taps the leather Bible on her lap. “I have my ways of finding these things o
