“And the medicine?” Grandma asked.

Brittany swallowed.

“I was wrong.

There isn’t any excuse for saying what I did about that.”

Her eyes filled with tears, but Rose didn’t rush to comfort her.

I was proud of my grandmother for allowing the apology to remain Brittany’s responsibility.

“I cared about making something beautiful for you and Brandon,” Rose said.

“I was looking forward to it.