NIRVANA

“Hey, girl.” Kailin was unusually jolly today as she hugged me tight before entering the apartment.

“Grandpa.”

“Hey, honey.” He put his arm around my shoulders and kissed the side of my head. “Mr. Blackwell.”

“I think we passed the formality, Case.” They shook hands.

“So, how was your night?” Kailin asked her cousin.

“He probably has a headache or neck pain but hides it very well.” I joined them in the living area when the doorbell rang ...