Every January I Sent My Son-in-Law $40,000 for My Granddaughter. Then She Whispered, ‘Grandpa, Follow Dad.’
Then our oak tree.
Then Grandma Eleanor, whom she remembered mostly from photographs and from the stories I’d told her.
When officials asked me to step aside, Emma held my wrist.
“You’re coming back?”
“Yes.”
“Even if he says not to?”
“Yes,” I said.
“I will follow the rules to make sure you’re safe.