Erik
I walked into my parents’ house, unsure of why we had all been called in. Scared because what if it had to do with my grandfather and angry because I didn’t want to see Samantha and Eugene. My siblings were driving me crazy, and I was in the mood for a fight. I walked into the sunroom to see my father and mother sitting on the loveseat. My grandfather was seated in his wheelchair by the window and my grandmother was seated next to him.
“Where is everyone else?” I asked as I sat down on the armchair across from my grandparents.
“On their way,” my mother said with a soft smile.
“But this works out perfectly,” my father remarked casually. “It gives us a quick moment to chat with you in private,” I frowned at that but waited as I peeked a look at my grandfather. Had he told my father
