“Yep, you’ll be worth millions, baby. Get used to it.”
“I can’t!” I cried, completely shocked.
“If you don’t want it, give it to charity. I don’t care, It’s yours when the time comes.” She got up then to refill her drink and brought me one too. I took the strong drink and sipped carefully. I’d had to learn to drink rum with her. It wasn’t hard to do, if I didn’t have too much. I’d already had one hangover.
“Now, let’s relax until dinner.” She would go in long before then to check my grandfather was alright and as happy as possible. He had a full-time nurse that watched him when Grams wasn’t with him.
I’d visited him every day, even though it was clear he had no idea who I was. It did him good because he’d always smile when I talked to him or read a story to him. He didn’t talk a lo
