The old lady placed a gentle hand on her grandson's shoulder, her expression soothing. "That's all in the past, now let's get back to our dinner."
Lionel's face twisted in frustration. “How can you be so calm grandma? He's the one who made you loose your shop!”
The old lady smiled faintly. "Even if we bring it up dear, what will be done? Will it change anything? or do you believe we could win a court case against Mr. Blackwood?"
Lionel's scowl deepened, but he did not say anything else, his fists just quietly clenched by his sides.
~Aubrey
My attention soon shifted to little Kiya, who excitedly skipped towards me with her doll. "This is Victoria, but I call her Pink Vickie!"
I smiled, taking the doll from her. "Pink Vickie? But what's the 'Pink' for?" Kiya giggled, her eyes sparkling
