Chapter Nine
Mia
The house hasn’t changed much since I used to come here as a kid, or as a teen, though I can see that the downstairs hallway has been repainted and a couple of things have been touched up, but it’s basically still the same. Including Grandma keeping cookies in exactly the same place as ever, a cupboard in the hallway, at the perfect height for a kid to grab a box...
It’s painful, watching Elly be so comfortable in the house, the house I spent so much time in, but where Oliver has never been... From the way that Elly sometimes looks around, confused, I guess she also misses Grandma, and that being here after her death is as strange for her as it is for me. Grandma was an amazing woman and I don’t doubt that she was as loving and stern with Elly as she was with me, or the
