Grandma had just called my name, yet she was looking at me like I was a stranger.

"Grandma," I tried again.

"Grandma, what's wrong?"

I reached for her hand again, but she swatted it away.

Then, suddenly, slap!

She’d hit me so forcefully, it left a visible red mark on the back of my hand.

I was utterly taken aback.

My Grandma never treat me like this.

She'd just pat me gently in the past, more like a love tap.

But never this ...