My Granddaughter Returned a Diamond Ring at Target. The Next Morning, Her Mother’s Secret Family Came to Our Door.
“Grandma?”
“Yes?”
“If I don’t like him, do I have to go again?”
“No.”
“And if I do like him?”
“We can talk about that, too.”
She squeezed my fingers.
That was enough for the moment.
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