About half an hour later, Grandma Sterling brought up a bowl of freshly brewed traditional medicine.

"Gracie, there you are," she said.

Grace put down her book and stood up to take the bowl. "Grandma, you didn't have to bring it up yourself. You could've just asked someone to call me downstairs."

"You're still recovering, it's better if you don't move around too much," Grandma Sterling said as she sat down on the other couch, looking displeased. "I was ...