Naomi's brow creased.
Grandma Blackwood had been a university professor, sharp and accomplished in her own right. And yet she still carried that same tired bias a woman, dismissing other women, without a second thought.
Naomi smoothed a hand over Lily's hair, nodding firmly. "You're right, baby. Being a boy or a girl was never what decides what someone can do. Mom believes you're going to grow up and do something amazing. Grandma's just a little stuck in old ways of thinking even grown-ups get things wrong sometimes. Don't let it sit too heavy on you, okay? It's been a while since Grandpa and Grandma have seen you. I bet they miss you a lot. Let's go visit them, all right?"
Lily tilted her head, considering it seriously, then nodded. "Okay."
"It's late. How about a story before bed?"
