Grandma set the cup back on the table and took Claire’s hands in her own. “Did he call you?”
Claire scoffed out an awkward laugh, wiping the tiny tear that had slipped from her eyes. “Oh no. I don’t think he can even if he wants to. I don’t have the phone, remember?”
Grandma heaved a sad sigh. “That doesn’t seem like a problem if he really had any intention. We both know that, don’t we?”
Claire didn’t have to nod to agree. She knew every word spoken by Grandma was true.
“What did your i***t brother say to you that day?
“That he had no clue what I was going through.”
“Bullshit!”
“I know, right?” Claire laughed. “I never doubted his acting skills, but that was some insane act right there. If my life were a movie, he would have won a f*****g Oscar.”
Grandma shook her head and brought
