Ronald Wright pressed his lips into a thin line.
I really didn’t want to blow things up any further. What happened yesterday had already hit both Ronald and Grace Mills hard—this was payback enough. Grandpa’s heart hadn’t fully recovered from surgery yet; if he got too worked up again, it could go south real quick.
“It’s fine, Grandpa, last time I—”
“Isabella, don’t say anything,” Grandpa Jeffrey Wright cut me off, holding my hand firmly as he shot a furious glare at Ronald. Then he turned to George Harrison, eyes sharp. “Alright, kid, give it to me straight. Don’t be scared, just tell me what really happened.”
I glanced at George and shook my head, hoping he’d let it go.
But George puffed his cheeks and looked right at Grandpa. “Look, Mr. Wright, she’s my sister. This isn
