Genevieve's POV

　　"You know Grandpa isn't going anywhere. You can let go of him for a minute," Mom laughs.

　　"No… he might go back," Noah replies adamantly, sitting on Grandpa's lap, still sticking to him like glue.

　　"Go back where? The cruise ship?" I ask, pressing my lips together, trying my hardest not to laugh as I pick up Noah's plate.

　　"Yes… he'll go back to the Titanic again," he pouts as Grandpa laughs.

　　It's been two ...