Oliver’s grandma served us tea. She had invited us for dinner, knowing we would stay there for a while. We still sat at the dining table, waiting for Oli’s grandpa to start telling us what he knew about Emily Grant.
“Emily Grant, she was 16 years old when she was missing,” the grandpa said. “Light-brown-haired with blue-greyish eyes, pretty girl and cheerful. Always full of smiles. Although…” Oli’s grandpa frowned, trying to remember the past.
“Although, I always had the feeling it’s all fake smiles. Like she’s trying to hide something, let others think that she’s this happy girl.
“The truth was she came from a broken family; her father left them when she was an infant and nobody ever heard about him again, her mother - on the other hand - was a drug addict. The mother passed away when
